52/50: Choke, no Chicken
Mar. 4th, 2025 10:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rejectomorphMonday I avoided frying anything, wanting to avoid a repeat of the near-suffocation instances brought on by recent cooking experiences. I made sandwiches on toast which I did not burn. That gives me such a sense of accomplishment. Unburnt toast! Perhaps I'm not hopelessly senile after all. But then I can't remember anything else about Monday so maybe I am. Six of one and half a dozen of the other, but I don't think this is about donuts so I don't really care. What was I talking about?
Maybe it was naps. I don't think I had a nap Monday afternoon, because I've got the impression I didn't get to sleep until quite late. I think I had disturbing dreams, but fortunately don't remember them. Then I woke up and had breakfast donut with iced tea, which has made everything seem like normal, even though normal is gone, probably forever. there's stuff I need to do on the Idernet today, but I'm still feel-like-crap procrastinating. I also need to figure out what to not fry for dinner, and try to figure out what to do with the stuff on hand that, given my limited cooking skill set, needs to be fried. Maybe the Idernet can suggest some ways to make boring boiled crap taste like something else.
I can't believe how much of this day has already dribbled away. There could be mail already, but I don't feel like going out to see. I'm feeling tired in fact, but don't want to nap. Maybe I'll make another sandwich. Or oh, I just remembered I still have an artichoke. That is something inherently boilable. And there's even butter already softened up. I'm glad that bit of memory came back to me, at least.
Maybe it was naps. I don't think I had a nap Monday afternoon, because I've got the impression I didn't get to sleep until quite late. I think I had disturbing dreams, but fortunately don't remember them. Then I woke up and had breakfast donut with iced tea, which has made everything seem like normal, even though normal is gone, probably forever. there's stuff I need to do on the Idernet today, but I'm still feel-like-crap procrastinating. I also need to figure out what to not fry for dinner, and try to figure out what to do with the stuff on hand that, given my limited cooking skill set, needs to be fried. Maybe the Idernet can suggest some ways to make boring boiled crap taste like something else.
I can't believe how much of this day has already dribbled away. There could be mail already, but I don't feel like going out to see. I'm feeling tired in fact, but don't want to nap. Maybe I'll make another sandwich. Or oh, I just remembered I still have an artichoke. That is something inherently boilable. And there's even butter already softened up. I'm glad that bit of memory came back to me, at least.
