Archive for March, 2006

quiz. es.

Friday, March 31st, 2006

Your True Love Is an Aquarius


Why you’ll love an Aquarius:

Independent yet devoted, you’ll appreciate the unique approach to love Aquarius takes.
You both see love as a bit of a game, and Aquarius will challenge you until you’re completely hooked.

Why an Aquarius will love you:

You’re secure enough to give Aquarius tons of space – even if it means separate interests and friends.
You have the brains to keep Aquarius engaged and curious. And the passion to change the world together!

What Sign Is Your True Love?

Your Quirk Factor: 70%


You’re so quirky, it’s hard for you to tell the difference between quirky and normal.
No doubt about it, there’s little about you that’s “normal” or “average.”
How Quirky Are You?

People Envy Your Compassion


You have a kind heart and an unusual empathy for all living creatures. You tend to absorb others’ happiness and pain.
People envy your compassion, and more importantly, the connections it helps you build. And compassionate as you are, you feel for them.
What Do People Envy About You?

You Belong in Amsterdam


A little old fashioned, a little modern – you’re the best of both worlds. And so is Amsterdam.
Whether you want to be a squatter graffiti artist or a great novelist, Amsterdam has all that you want in Europe (in one small city).
What European City Do You Belong In?

by myself

Wednesday, March 29th, 2006

i drove to the grocery store and back this morning…

…by myself.

and i drove to work and will be driving home…

…by myself.

how ’bout that?

quizezezezez

Friday, March 24th, 2006

You Should Be a Science Fiction Writer


Your ideas are very strange, and people often wonder what planet you’re from.
And while you may have some problems being “normal,” you’ll have no problems writing sci-fi.
Whether it’s epic films, important novels, or vivid comics…
Your own little universe could leave an important mark on the world!
What Type of Writer Should You Be?

You Are Jan Brady


Brainy and a little introverted, you tend to think life is a lot worse than it actually is.
And while you may think you’re a little goofy looking, most people consider you to be a major babe.
What Brady Are You?

You Are 64% Happy


You are a very happy person. Generally, you feel content and that all is right with the world.
Occasionally, you have a down day – but you have the ability to pick yourself right back up.
How Happy Are You?

hey!

Friday, March 24th, 2006

i got my license!!!

that is all.

don’t get the fat guy

Thursday, March 23rd, 2006

i wasn’t going to mention this, because if i fail, i’d rather no one knew about it. but it turns out that i’d rather talk about it, and risk the humiliation.

i’m going to try for my drivers license tomorrow morning at 8.

yes, i am ten years too late. and i really should have learned the rules of the road by now. and i should know where my parking brake is. but i don’t, and the fabric on the roof of my car is coming down, and i’m doomed.

and that episode of rocko’s modern life keeps flashing through my fevered brain, as i am reminded, again and again, not to get the fat guy.

to totally change the subject, i’m going to talk about the full weekend i had.

on saturday, sohei and i went to the local country festival in the park. one of our many parks. and there was a shuttle bus just across the street, so that was nice. but there was no beer or anything, so the shuttle ended up being something we didn’t totally need. but it was still fun and i ate a lot, but i couldn’t bring myself to try a fried candy bar. (which is – gasp – a candy bar, dipped in “sweet batter” then covered in powdered sugar.) i had a funnel cake, instead. which is a fried candy bar sans candy bar. i think other things happened that day, but i don’t remember now.

and on sunday, we went to the movies, which is a rather rare event for us. but we just couldn’t wait to see v for vendetta. that movie was ten kinds of awesome. and natalie portman rulz. it made me wish we had a decent leader, so we could start our own revolution. i may be forced to start the revolt myself. hoorf hoorf hoorf. still, it was a good movie and you should go see it. and if, for no apparent reason, you’re adamant about not seeing it, don’t tell me, because i’ll want to hit you for being so contrary. (maybe they should have cast a hot blonde instead, durr.) and there were other things, too, i’m sure, but whatever.

okay, so i really ought to study the stupid driving manual some more. and fix the cloth thingy in my car. and find the checkbook. and find the parking brake. and whatever the fuck else i forgot.

and hope like hell i don’t get the fat guy.

lasagna

Wednesday, March 22nd, 2006

i made my (in)famous lasagna last night, and figured i’d share the recipe. (yes, i’ve quit my diet already. shut up.)

10 lasagna noodles
1 lb ground beef
1 jar vodka sauce
15 oz (or 1 small container) ricotta
2 c shredded mozzarella or italian cheese blend
3 cloves garlic (at least)
oregano
basil
thyme
salt
pepper

preheat oven to 350. set water to boil in a huge pot and brown ground beef in a medium saucepan. boil the noodles according to package directions or for about 10-11 minutes. drain the meat and add vodka sauce and chopped garlic. once noodles are cooked, lay them out between layers of paper towel (or dishtowel, if you’re ecologically sound) to dry. (this is really important, or your layers will become very sloppy.) in between all this flurry of activity, find the time to dump the ricotta in a bowl and add seasonings to taste. now all your ingredients should be ready. in a largish rectangular casserole dish (i don’t remember the dimensions, but i’m sure you can figure it out) first layer some of the meat sauce. sparingly. then arrange five noodles over the top. then spread half the ricotta mixture over them. then sprinkle some of the cheese on it. then spread half the meat sauce over that. lather, rinse, repeat. top the lasagna with the rest of the cheese – of which there should be plenty – and put in the oven, which should be preheated already. leave it in for at least 20 minutes. once it’s out of the oven, let it sit for about five minutes to set, or it’ll be a pain to serve.

sohei’s secret ingredient: add a splash of italian dressing to the meat sauce when garlic is added. or, if whoever is cooking the damn thing forgot (again) to add the dressing, you can just have some on the side and quit fucking whining about it already.

gish’s not-so-great optional ingredient: layer alfredo sauce over the meat sauce, if you like your lasagna really saucy. it turns out, i don’t.

[edit:] by the way, i bit into a rather large chunk of raw garlic when i was eating, so i’d recommend cooking the garlic well, unless you like raw garlic.

a link…

Tuesday, March 21st, 2006

…from someone who is capable of explaining this sort of thing better than i can. (warning: more feminazi shit.)

pie fight

Friday, March 17th, 2006

i seem to be repeating myself on here a bit lately, so if i’m doing it again, pardon me.

anyway, on the daily kos community, last june, there was apparently some kind of war that is now referred to as the “pie fight.” (which is aptly named on a few, rather ironic, levels.) anyway, i wasn’t around for it, and didn’t really give it much thought til it was mentioned in the “cheers and jeers” segment today. so i followed the link to see what all the fuss was about.

now here’s where the repeating myself bit comes in. i’m not sure whether i’ve mentioned this on here, but not too long ago, i was following a thread on dk, and learned that many “progressive” men aren’t nearly as forward-thinking as they claim to be. it’s not okay to be racist, and it’s not okay to be elitist or anti-poor, but it is certainly alright to ogle women and objectify them, and anyone that says differently is a bitch and a whiner.

what. the. fuck.

it was around that time that i began to suspect that dk, like just about every group or society of today, is just a big boys’ club. and looking back on the time of the pie fights has only reinforced my belief. people who would almost certainly decry an ad depicting something like little sambo, become forcefully and belligerently angry when a woman complains about not feeling welcome due to an ad featuring two bimbos throwing pies at each other. (i remember this ad being on tv, and also remember duly rolling my eyes at it. but i expect that sort of thing on tv, not at a place where i should feel welcome to share my thoughts on progressive issues with people that are supposedly of a like mind.) i find that men often become defensive when women question the appropriateness of ads like these, or porn. of course, the first thing out of their mouths, inevitably, is that we’re puritanical. (i should be fair, at this juncture, and point out that a couple of women on dk were saying this as well. i think i’ve mentioned before, in my post about raunch culture, that women only say things like that so that they seem cool or more desirable to men. way to sell the rest of us out, ladies.) hey, for some women, that may be a good argument. there are a lot of people all over the world with hang-ups about sex. unfortunately for this lame argument, i’m not one of them. while i’m not as kinky as some, i am not vanilla. i have an appreciation for sex and for the human body. but when someone’s using a woman’s body to promote the idea that we’re here solely to pleasure or serve men, or that we’re juvenile and brainless, and our worth is only related to how our bodies look, then yes, i get pissed. it has nothing to do with being a puritan. it has to do with living as a woman every day of my life, and whether i’m allowed to feel like a safe, valuable member of society.

it’s also a sore subject, thanks to the powers-that-be in this country today. these people – mostly white men – want to take my body and my sexuality away from me. by mocking us for expressing our concerns, and making us to feel even more stupid and useless, you are just as bad, if not worse, than they. you are worse because you claim to be above that. you claim that we all, as human beings, have rights. but, like our forefathers, it’s obvious that some of us have more rights than others. and women, apparently, don’t have the right to speak out when they feel oppressed, because it might make some of you menfolk (and women in denial) uncomfortable.

well boo-fucking-hoo to that.

i’m not going to stand idly by while men try to take everything from me. as if it’s not bad enough that i work harder for less money, they also want to claim dominion over my uterus. they want to tell me how many kids i should have. they want to tell me whether it’s appropriate for me to have sex. they want to tell me that, if i weren’t happily married to a man, i would not be allowed to have sex with other women. and now “progressive” men, supposedly on the side of women everywhere, want to tell me to shut up, because they don’t like what i have to say.

maybe you’re not as enlightened as you think you are. well that’s your problem, and you need to stop trying to make it mine. maybe you need to wake the fuck up so that my daughter doesn’t have to put up with your son’s bullshit. so she doesn’t have to feel unsafe based on what she wears, because some asshole thinks it’s his right to do what he likes with her. so she doesn’t have to go into a job interview knowing that, if she’s interviewing with a guy, it’s all about how hot he thinks she is, and not her resume, that gets her the job. so that she can expect the same salary at that job that a man would get. so that she’s not expected to work full-time, raise her own daughter, and do all the drudge-work at home as well, because her husband’s job pays better than hers does (and so must be more difficult). own up to the fact that there’s a part of you that’s still fucking backward, and fix it, so my future generations don’t have to deal with it. don’t lash out at me because i make you question your much-vaunted ideals, and call you on the fact that, deep down, you’re reluctant to give up the power you think you should have over women, just because you were born with a dick.

i’ll sum up here by quoting a couple of comments i came across while reviewing the pie fight debacle. (and, no, i won’t be leaving dk over this, like some women did. there’s no running from this sort of thing. it’s everywhere, and you have to fight it where you can.)

Understanding the Difference
There are a number of posts in this thread that ask if we would be equally offended by some beefcake ad or an ad portraying men as morons or whatever. Some such ads might also be inappropriate for this site but I think it is important to appreciate the critical difference: the commercial representation of women as sex objects (in porn, advertising, and pretty much everywhere else) is a central mechanism in the reproduction of the dominant ideology that justifies womens oppression. The ubiquitous presence of these sorts of images creates a general climate in which (many? most? all?) men feel free to treat women as subordinate — whether this means harrassing them on the street, refusing to consider them for certain jobs, rape or just disregarding their contributions to a conversation (the latter being the most relevant to DKos).
We live in a society characterized by profound inequality between men and women that is maintained in part by a web of habits and ways of thinking that we are often entirely unconscious of but that is profoundly influenced by the mass media. If we are serious about creating a world in which people are not systematically oppressed on the basis of their sex or race we have a responsbility not to cooperate with the processes by which we are inculcated into accepting that oppression, and certainly not for a little more ad revenue!

The sorts of images of women that are tolerated in different spaces has a lot to do with the degree to which women feel welcome to participate as equals. I would suggest that one of the appeals of fundamentalist Christianity is its appearance as a relatively “safe” space for women, this in spite of its obviously patriarchal ethos. If ads like this continue to appear at DKos I can guarantee that they will chase away a lot of women (and a few men), not because our sensibilities are “delicate” but because we don’t want to cooperate in promoting oppression.

I don’t think the world works in such a simple mechanical way. You are absolutely right that there are other mechanisms by which women’s subordinate status is reproduced and those can include enforced modesty and sexual repression. But in THIS society I would argue that the commodification of women’s bodies and sexuality is central (though obviously sexual repression is part of the mix here as well).
I don’t think porn CAUSES rape. I do think that porn is one expression of a generalized pattern of sexual degradation of women in mass media that reinforces the tendency of men to view women as objects that can be possessed and that when men view women in this way that they are more inflict unwanted sexual attention on women up to and including rape. In a similar vein I don’t think the portrayal of Blacks as sambos in the mass media of the late 19th/early 20th century CAUSED lynchings, but I think its perfectly reasonable to think that it contributed to an atmosphere in which they were more acceptable and therefore more likely to occur.

Women enjoy greater equality in this society compared to other societies not BECAUSE of the commodification of their sexuality but IN SPITE OF IT. Women enjoy greater equality in this society because they have fought for it. The relatively recent explosion of sexually degrading imagery of women in popular culture since the womens movement of the 60s/70s should be regarded largely as part of the male backlash against feminism.

Obviously this is complicated territory. The ubiquity of porn is ALSO connected to the breakdown of a system of puritanical sexual repression that was a major source of misery in its own right.

We should oppose the promotion of degrading images of women at DKos not simply because it will drive women away, but because it is wrong and harmful to all of us.

christopher day – daily kos

[edit:] by the way, guys, your argument that men aren’t portrayed well by the media either is irrelevant. it doesn’t affect your lives the way it effects ours. the world expects us to be hot and servile. you aren’t the ones being oppressed on a daily basis, so quit trying to turn the argument around (like you always do) and make it about how you bravely face everything popular culture throws at you. when you have to put up with half the shit we do on a daily basis, then maybe you can talk.

kinetic

Monday, March 13th, 2006

someone
dreamed me
here
i am
visible
only to
this
i smile
they
walk by
don’t look
i hide
inside
but
you
don’t
want
to
see.
tune me
out
with headphones
on
finding
something
more satisfying
than a
dream
that isn’t
yours.
that
no one
wants
to own
up to.
the breeze
blows
through me
but
makes me
feel
like i
exist
somehow.
beyond
cruel
desires
of a bored
deity
or
something
i don’t understand.
the trees reach
the sky
and wind
caresses
and i
know
there’s more
i am
am
not.

quiz nonsense

Saturday, March 11th, 2006

You Are 7 Up


Understated and subtle, people warm up to you slowly.
But once they’re hooked, they can’t imagine going back to anyone else!

Your best soda match: Diet Coke

Stay away from: Mountain Dew

What Kind of Soda Are You?

stay away from mountain dew?? only when dieting.


Your Luck Quotient: 40%


You have a low luck quotient.
You’ve had a few lucky experiences, but overall, you feel like a pretty unlucky person.
Good luck can come your way, but you have to be more trusting in the world.
Have some new experiences. Meet some new people. You never know where luck can be lurking!
How Lucky Are You?

there is no such thing as luck. you make your own fortune.


You Are Teal Green


You are a one of a kind, original person. There’s no one even close to being like you.
Expressive and creative, you have a knack for making the impossible possible.
While you are a bit offbeat, you don’t scare people away with your quirks.
Your warm personality nicely counteracts and strange habits you may have.
What Color Green Are You?

difference

Friday, March 10th, 2006

oh, what a difference beautiful weather, an awesome sex dream, and being switched to afternoon shift makes.

the week started out very badly, but my mood has improved greatly since. it could be those things i mentioned above, or that i managed to build a sizable hoard of cadbury easter candy. i actually found some when i did my weekly shopping! it was very awesome of deb to offer to send me my fix again this year, and there’s nothing better than a good care package. (if you’ve already bought the mini eggs, i apologize. although it looks like they’ll find a good home, one way or another. still, it was sucky of me to accept them when i hadn’t looked for them yet. *^_^*)

so, yeah, i’ll be working afternoons as of next monday. except for the 20th when my boss has his court date. (just a minor traffic thing.) he’ll be bringing along my co-worker as his representation, which explains why i have to come in for the morning shift that day. but i ain’t complaining. it’s been hard trying to adjust to a “normal” schedule. :-_-zzz:

oh, and the groomer is paying the vet bill, because our vet thinks part of the injury was due to the razor getting too hot and burning his poor little ears. i thought it was just razorburn (irritation), but i guess it was worse than that. poor little guy. his right ear is starting to look okay again, but his left one is still icky. i’ll be glad when he’s 100% again, but it shouldn’t take long coz he always heals quickly.

okay, i’m going to go eat some sweet, sweet candy and goof off. gotta practice for spring break next week, after all. ^_~

brokeback marriage

Friday, March 10th, 2006

this article is interesting, but it left me wondering: why do you never hear about this topic as it relates to women?

as most of you already know, i’m openly bisexual. if you aren’t aware of my personal history and feelings on the matter, here it is, in a nutshell: i spent years wondering if my feelings were just a phase. i realized, at 17, that it wasn’t just a phase. but by then i was with sohei, and didn’t think it appropriate to experiment. it troubled me for a long time that i wouldn’t ever “really know” if i was bi, but i’ve since figured out that you don’t have to have sex with someone to be certain of your orientation. i like girls. sex or celibacy won’t change that.

i’ve chosen not to act on my feelings, out of regard for my husband. i wouldn’t think it was okay for me to sleep with other guys, so i don’t see how it would be okay for me to sleep with women, either. i don’t expect a medal for this, but i also don’t expect to be labeled a prude. i feel that, if you respect your partner, monogamy is a given in a relationship. if you don’t agree, that’s up to you, and you can do what you like, as long as you’re not hurting your partner.

it’s when you selfishly hurt your partner, that i get pissed off.

i know, from personal experience, that not living out “that side” of you won’t kill you. just like it won’t kill you to have sex with one person, exclusively, for the duration of your relationship. i haven’t seen brokeback mountain yet (though i plan to as soon as it’s out on dvd), but the topic of this article isn’t anything i haven’t heard before. if you’re gay, that’s one thing. if you knew you were gay from the start, you shouldn’t have involved another person in living a lie. if she knew you were gay and married you anyway, fine. if she didn’t know, that’s just cruel and selfish. sohei knew, when we got married, that i’m bi. he probably knew it before i was willing to admit it, two years into our relationship. but he also knew that i didn’t plan to act on it. on the other hand, i guess you could possibly reach your late 20s or early 30s without realizing you’re gay, but i don’t really understand how. i guess you could lie to yourself, but really…

it seems different for women. (what else is new?) our internal struggles don’t get publicized. to my knowledge, they don’t get made into oscar-nominated films, either. it seems to me, from my experience, that we’re supposed to stay quiet about it. it’s not okay for us to experiment, like it was “okay” for the men in the article to pursue. unless, of course, it’s a threesome that involves whoever we’re dating/married to at the time. sorry, but i don’t want my first time with a woman to be a group activity. the idea of anyone witnessing my first, awkward attempt at sex ten years ago doesn’t exactly get me hot. yet, that seems to be the only acceptable way for a married bisexual woman to experiment. men, on the other hand, get to go out on dates, leaving their wives at home with the children.

despite the tone of this post, i’m not bitter that i can’t sleep with women. i am annoyed with the fact that, like all things in life, this topic carries a double-standard. as usual, women are forced to “let a playa play” while they’re expected to shut the fuck up about their own feelings, and go on being good wives and mothers. or, go on giving their husbands a good show.

lately

Thursday, March 9th, 2006

so, what’s going on in the life of gish?

well, we had the dog groomed on saturday, and while we waited, went and had a lovely breakfast at ihop. when we picked him up, he looked very handsome. (i’ll have to upload one of sohei’s phone pics.) he was so excited to see us that he nearly jumped over the front desk. and sohei got me a kangaroo, which is supposed to be a dog toy, but he knows how i love kangaroos, so now i added digby to my collection. (digby is a girl and has a disembodied joey head in her pouch. so does my beanie baby kangaroo. oh, those odd miniature kangaroos.)

it turns out that brumby’s inner ears don’t take too kind to being plucked/shaved because we couldn’t help but notice that he started shaking his head constantly. and his ears were very pink with red spots. it got worse and worse over the weekend, and due to his paws being comparitively hairless on the bottom, we also saw a sore that he’d been licking and biting for nearly a week. being the insanely concerned parents we are, sohei called the vet first thing monday morning and got an appointment for tuesday afternoon. apparently, he made it sound urgent enough that he was told if someone else cancelled in the meantime, she’d let him know. someone did end up cancelling that very morning, so sohei left work and took our baby dog straight to the vet. i was at work, so i didn’t see anything, but he said brumby was unusally difficult at the vet’s, pulling away whenever she tried to examine his ears. apparently, they were really bothering him. so he got an antibiotic for the infection (the skin on his ears was weeping in places by this time) and an ointment for the pain. and it turns out he has allergies, which, in dogs, manifest themselves in the form of sores, like on his poor little paw. so every member of our geeky family has allergies, including the cat and dog. but brumby has an antihistamine now, to take as needed. so he’ll be okay. but the vet said the groomer shaved too close on his ears, and sohei wants a refund for the grooming, and you can imagine how well that’s going. sure, his haircut only cost around $30-35 (mine costs $12-15) but the vet bill was around $100, and we have to go back for a follow-up in two weeks. we’ve been grooming him ourselves since we brought him home, with no problems, until the stupid razor broke a couple weeks back. i reckon we’ll just have to get a new razor, coz i don’t think we’ll be doing this grooming nonsense anymore.

but sohei’s such a good puppy daddy.

and things at work are going slightly better, coz soon i won’t have to work mornings anymore. the afternoon guy got a second job (it’s what’s great about america, after all, right dubya?) which cuts into his afternoon hours. so i offered to switch shifts with him, and he and my boss agreed. which is really good, coz y’all know what a night owl i am. so it’s back to watching adult swim and waking up around 10. :yay: the whole getting up at 7 thing was kind of a pain in the ass. i used to be able to get up at like 5 when i was in high school and the beginnings of college, but at about 22, i couldn’t get by on so little sleep anymore. so since i started my job, i’m in bed by 10-11 and up at 7. i’m really hoping this goes into effect as soon as next week, but on the 20th i have to take the morning shift coz my boss is going to court due to a minor traffic thing, and the afternoon guy is his lawyer. for the purpose of this court date, anyway. whatevs.

and i don’t even think there’s anything else to say as of now. i have things to do.

tesko suicide

Wednesday, March 8th, 2006

Phone me and I’ll hang up
Sick and tired of being bubble gum chewed up
Dark lane, bleak house shrinking rose, You’re over and out
Tie a cherry bootstring, put your candy teeth in
Choking on a sweetheart, hang up, hang up, hang up

Go on girls – solo,
Go on girls – take a chance,
Go on girls – trust it,
Go on girls – the truth is …

Cut your hair wear a chip on your shoulder
Get ahead, get laid, get it over
Cheap show, back seat martyr’s pose, you’re over and out
I’m checking out of my senses, buying best defences
Putting on the trousers, hang up, hang up, hang up

Go on girls – solo,
Go on girls – take a chance,
Go on girls – trust it,
Go on girls – the truth is …
So so … Single … So low … The truth is …

You want the day to fit to a soundtrack
Get a story get a life and get back
You’ve got nothing to shout about
You’re over and out

I’m checking out of my senses, Buying best defences
Fired up on free-will, hang up, hang up, hang up

Go on girls – solo,
Go on girls – take a chance,
Go on girls – trust it,
Go on girls – the truth is …
So so … Single … So low … The truth is …
So so … Single … So low … The truth is …

sneaker pimps – tesko suicide

56?

Wednesday, March 8th, 2006

happy birthday, mum.

gumbo

Sunday, March 5th, 2006

this is my gumbo recipe, which i’m making for dinner tonight. it differs from traditional gumbo in a couple of ways. 1) there is no roux, as i’m doing low-carb again – no flour (sacrilege!) and 2) there is no okra (further sacrilege!). just give it a try, anyway. it’s really easy and pretty damn good.

1 lb chicken breast, shredded or diced
1 package smoked sausage
2 andouille sausages
3 tbs unsalted butter
5 ribs celery, diced
2 green bell peppers, diced
1 large onion, diced
3-4 cloves garlic, diced
32 oz chicken broth
1 28 oz can crushed tomatoes
1 14 oz can diced tomatoes
1 can ro-tel
2 bay leaves
black pepper
cayenne pepper
thyme

cook the chicken. i don’t care how, just cook it. and mutilate it til it’s in little bits. cut sausage into bits, too. hell, cut up everything. melt butter over medium-high heat in a big pot and add celery, onion, peppers, garlic, bay leaves, and some black pepper. however much you think you’d like. cook until veg is softish. add the broth and bring it to a boil. add meat (all of it) and tomatoes and thyme. taste at this point and see if it needs any cayenne. if you want it hotter, add it to taste. it’s your damn soup. if not, whatever. i guess you could add black pepper at this point, too, if you really want, but why? or even salt, if you’re one of those people that has to salt everything to death. once everything’s boiling again, reduce the heat and simmer, leaving everything to congeal or whatever it does. you can just leave it as long as you want, but i’d give it at least 15 minutes.

optional: serve over rice, if you haven’t been cursed to live life as a fat cow that can’t eat things like rice. i’m told it’s good.

gish’s spicy tip: if you’re trying to find relief from spicy, hot things (like my gumbo) drink milk. water will just make things worse by spreading the peppery oils all over your tongue, whereas milk neutralizes the heat. or don’t drink milk and writhe in agony, smartypants.

Sunday, March 5th, 2006

i know i don’t update anymore. i’m too fucking tired. i’m not going to close my blog down or go on “hiatus” or anything, but my entries might not be as frequent until i stop feeling like shit. there may be some updates in the private section once in a while, because most of what i have to say lately doesn’t belong on the front page. if you want access to any of that, i guess you can ask. or register. or whatever.

well snuh…

Friday, March 3rd, 2006

You Are 64% Open Minded


You are a very open minded person, but you’re also well grounded.
Tolerant and flexible, you appreciate most lifestyles and viewpoints.
But you also know where you stand firm, and you can draw that line.
You’re open to considering every possibility – but in the end, you stand true to yourself.
How Open Minded Are You?

arg

Wednesday, March 1st, 2006

You Should Weigh 155


If you weigh less than this, you either have a fast metabolism or are about to gain weight.
If you weigh more than this, you may be losing a few pounds soon!
How Much Do You Weigh?

well, that’s what i used to weigh before my metabolism died.