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Aug. 5th, 2011 08:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clerestoryCurrent project: editing a friend's novel. Sometimes this happens near bedtime, and my commentary gets increasingly snarky:
I've also got photos of my latest culinary adventures, once I get them onto my laptop*. Experimental bread that doesn't suck**, and (finally) tortillas that look pretty enough to share.
Also poking at the narrative for The Novel I Might Be Writing. And for the Sherlock piece.
*As my laptop is being obstinately weird (for values that mean I'm running off a live CD at the moment***), that may be soon or it may not.
**And just in time for the spectacularly failed "maybe it was the HCFS and not the wheat bothering me?" experiment. Two days of eating wheat and I'm sore, anxious, mopey, and can't sleep. Come back, happy brain chemicals! Come back!
***I don't like Unity. They moved things. I knew where they were, and now all of them are hiding from me! Do not want.
I've also got photos of my latest culinary adventures, once I get them onto my laptop*. Experimental bread that doesn't suck**, and (finally) tortillas that look pretty enough to share.
Also poking at the narrative for The Novel I Might Be Writing. And for the Sherlock piece.
*As my laptop is being obstinately weird (for values that mean I'm running off a live CD at the moment***), that may be soon or it may not.
**And just in time for the spectacularly failed "maybe it was the HCFS and not the wheat bothering me?" experiment. Two days of eating wheat and I'm sore, anxious, mopey, and can't sleep. Come back, happy brain chemicals! Come back!
***I don't like Unity. They moved things. I knew where they were, and now all of them are hiding from me! Do not want.
