I type

I type

So many words.

I delete them.

Is it self editing gone extreme?

I don't think so.

The act of typing, reading the words

Is enough.

Most of the stuff running through my mind

just needs an outlet

escape.

Not validation.

I type, I delete, backspace.

tap tap tap

All the action that those thoughts require

Enter

Gee it sure is nasty outside.

Here's a recipe to warm your insides.

Pot Roast

You will need one really big crock pot and one giant pan.

4-5lb chuck roast-if you can find one that is actually the furthest end of a TBone you will be in beefy heaven.

Salt and pepper the roast and sear it over medium high heat in the giant pan. It'll take a few minutes per side.

Put the meat in the crock pot and then de-glaze the pan with a cup or so of water, making sure to scrape up all the yummy brown bits and pour this over the meat.

Put the lid on your crock pot and set it on low.

Let it cook for about 3 or 4 hours.

Scrub and cut up:

2 good size potatoes

2 big carrots

2 stalks celery

1 medium onion

If you like-and sometimes we do-drop in some brussel sprouts too.

You'll also need one onion soup mix packet with all of the dried onions sifted out(throw them away-they're nasty trust me).

Dump all the veggies and the soup mix on top of the meat in the crock pot quickly and put the lid back on as quick as you can.

Crank the heat up to high and let cook another 2 or 3 hours.

Serve with some nice bread or wide noodles to soak up the juice.

If you're lucky you'll end up with a couple of days worth of deliciousness.

It has it's place I know, but...

I'm bored with the internet.

Sensory Overload

My nerves are twanging.

Don't touch me.

No, it's not funny.

It's torture.

I'm totally letting my hair grow back out and going back to BRIGHT RED.

Strawberry cake is DELICIOUS.

The weather today is CRAP.

Cold damp weather makes hot coffee with a swirl of REDDI WIP even better.

Boredom AND pain do NOT go together.

Thank goodness for BOOKS, KNITTING and PANDORA.

*TAP TAP TAP* Is this thing on?

So Big Daddy D got me this new netbook because my laptop was experiencing major technical difficulties of the screen burnout variety.

I like the netbook.

It took me awhile to figure the little out that I have and I'm definitely not proficient yet-I may never learn all the ins and outs of this thing.

I really am enjoying the whole "not getting headaches from the strobe light flashing of my laptop screen" and the "starting over 'fresh' bit" for the most part. I "lost" some bookmarks and stuff (I know the way to get them back, I just can't be bothered at the moment) but I've found new things and I'm cool with that.

The netbook is small and doesn't have a disc drive but I didn't use one that much so no biggie and that's what flash drives are for right?

The cute little thing jiggles on my leg when I type since A) the netbook is not very heavy, B) my leg is a bit jiggly and C)I usually sit cross-legged with it resting on one leg.

Speaking of typing and the keyboard...the keyboard is not quite full size and that's okay since neither are my hands. What this means is that there is not a dedicated "home" key.

If I want to go quickly to the top of the page I have to press the function key and the page up key at the same time.

Every time I press the "Fn" and "Home" keys I think to myself, "I'm goin' F*#%@n HOME Bitch!"

I have no idea why it's so emphatic and loaded with cursing but it sure does crack me up at my bad self.

*the pictures record the epic snowball fight of Christmas day 2010.

Fucking Friday

I am on the edge today.

Not enough sleep and the 6yr old waking up at 5am to tell me how I didn't read her a fucking story did not a good morning make.

There is of course a whole bunch more shit but just thinking about it is stressing me out.

I think I'd literally explode trying to type it all out.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH

Happy Fucking Friday.