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Dec. 15th, 2015 10:39 amSo last night I made cookies with the stand mixer for the first time using it since I got it. (I hadn't been because I didn't want to leave it sitting out without a cover, so the other day when the cover finally got here I took it out and got it all set up.)
I am converted. I am transported. I am transfigured.
Holy shit I made chocolate chip cookies in fifteen minutes and they came out creamy smooth, much better mixed together obviously, and it was glorious and now I am going to make all the things more. Though the next thing I have to make is carrot muffins for the Aunt because she keeps asking for them. I'm not entirely sure she's serious but you know what? You ask for carrot muffins, you're going to get carrot muffins. And after that I have no idea.
Coming to Attack on Titan after Pacific Rim means my response is almost instinctively "but the solution is obvious, build giant robots!" Never mind that they don't appear to have the technology, and even if they did they certainly don't have the resources, apparently I want giant robots to go out and fight the creepy giant humanoids. Which I spoiled myself for figuring out what they are, that's even more horrifying and disgusting.
Sleepy. And sniffly, which means I worry more about the sleepy in conjunction with the sniffly and ugh. Although I did find out that the sweater isn't due till Thursday so, hell with freaking out about that. I'm almost done on the damn body anyway, and then the sleeves shouldn't take long since it's even more straight knitting. And. Aaaand. And.
I'm back to fussing over finances, to the extent that I'm wondering if I should get a five dollar sketchbook and a few pencils. I really have no fucking clue where this worry came from, either. It's irritating. It might be the wonky sleep, last night was weird in that I stayed up past my bedtime (again, mostly because difficulty falling asleep, teatime again? [not Te-ah-ti-meh]), woke up to a blinking clock and I have no idea what time it was, woke up again around 7 when my alarm failed to go off because I was too sleepy to reset the damn clock. So, probably an reasonably, that's what's going on. But it's not forestalling anything now. Goddammit, self, you budgeted for this because you knew you were going to take up drawing as a hobby, and you don't even need to get the sketchbooks there if you don't see them for the lowest price, you can goddamn get them at your leisure online. Or even in the store if you settle for a different size. No one is making you buy the pencils when you get to the store, you've already comparison shopped for the leads and the paper, calm down.
... thinking of the sleep issue I did also have cookies for breakfast because still delighted about the stand mixer, so let's continue to pay extra attention to things like food and sleep and less attention to brainweasels and so on, okay? Okay.
And at some point I really, really do need to make a schedule of all the things I want to work on/study/learn. I need to catch up on edX, which won't take long I just need to sit down and do it, and last night was devoted to knitting and FMA and briefly going completely spare over the stand mixer. I need to set aside dedicated drawing time, I need to probably set aside dedicated relax and knit time. I should allocate some blogging time. Writing and editing time. Maybe music time, although whether or not that'll happen I don't know, not this year. I need to get to bed on damned time ever, although that's pretty much my dumbass fault for getting excited about things thirty minutes before bedtime. And. Okay, yeah, I need to sit down and make up my daily schedule just so I have a rough outline of what I'm doing when. A very rough outline, because we all know how many aphorisms there are about what you can do with your plans once they're out of the planning stage.
I am converted. I am transported. I am transfigured.
Holy shit I made chocolate chip cookies in fifteen minutes and they came out creamy smooth, much better mixed together obviously, and it was glorious and now I am going to make all the things more. Though the next thing I have to make is carrot muffins for the Aunt because she keeps asking for them. I'm not entirely sure she's serious but you know what? You ask for carrot muffins, you're going to get carrot muffins. And after that I have no idea.
Coming to Attack on Titan after Pacific Rim means my response is almost instinctively "but the solution is obvious, build giant robots!" Never mind that they don't appear to have the technology, and even if they did they certainly don't have the resources, apparently I want giant robots to go out and fight the creepy giant humanoids. Which I spoiled myself for figuring out what they are, that's even more horrifying and disgusting.
Sleepy. And sniffly, which means I worry more about the sleepy in conjunction with the sniffly and ugh. Although I did find out that the sweater isn't due till Thursday so, hell with freaking out about that. I'm almost done on the damn body anyway, and then the sleeves shouldn't take long since it's even more straight knitting. And. Aaaand. And.
I'm back to fussing over finances, to the extent that I'm wondering if I should get a five dollar sketchbook and a few pencils. I really have no fucking clue where this worry came from, either. It's irritating. It might be the wonky sleep, last night was weird in that I stayed up past my bedtime (again, mostly because difficulty falling asleep, teatime again? [not Te-ah-ti-meh]), woke up to a blinking clock and I have no idea what time it was, woke up again around 7 when my alarm failed to go off because I was too sleepy to reset the damn clock. So, probably an reasonably, that's what's going on. But it's not forestalling anything now. Goddammit, self, you budgeted for this because you knew you were going to take up drawing as a hobby, and you don't even need to get the sketchbooks there if you don't see them for the lowest price, you can goddamn get them at your leisure online. Or even in the store if you settle for a different size. No one is making you buy the pencils when you get to the store, you've already comparison shopped for the leads and the paper, calm down.
... thinking of the sleep issue I did also have cookies for breakfast because still delighted about the stand mixer, so let's continue to pay extra attention to things like food and sleep and less attention to brainweasels and so on, okay? Okay.
And at some point I really, really do need to make a schedule of all the things I want to work on/study/learn. I need to catch up on edX, which won't take long I just need to sit down and do it, and last night was devoted to knitting and FMA and briefly going completely spare over the stand mixer. I need to set aside dedicated drawing time, I need to probably set aside dedicated relax and knit time. I should allocate some blogging time. Writing and editing time. Maybe music time, although whether or not that'll happen I don't know, not this year. I need to get to bed on damned time ever, although that's pretty much my dumbass fault for getting excited about things thirty minutes before bedtime. And. Okay, yeah, I need to sit down and make up my daily schedule just so I have a rough outline of what I'm doing when. A very rough outline, because we all know how many aphorisms there are about what you can do with your plans once they're out of the planning stage.