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Assorted Topics: Dresden Files, Passover, BPAL, TV
So I read Turn Coat last night, which was awesome as I've come to expect from the Dresden books. Somehow, Butcher always manages to bring it in a major league way. Seriously people, you should start reading them, they are delicious fictional crack and will make you happy. Sadly at least part of all three of my 3 fic ideas are totally jossed by the events of the book. But the events were worth being jossed by, even if sad.
This year, I finally attempted a seder of my own (after planning to for like 3 years and flaking or giving in to family pressure). It could have gone better; it could have gone worse. It was just Jeremy and I and
sophia_helix and
actoplasm, which was good in the sense of my only having a very small table, but weird in that I was the only one who'd ever been to a seder before. I felt sort of awkward, at least until the wine kicked in.
On BPAL news, I definitely need to swap my Bhagdad for one that is more spicy. Lady Macbeth, Frumious Bandersnatch, and March Hare are all lovely on me. Juke Joint smells great in the bottle but turned sort of baby powdery on me, losing it's refreshing edge. I'm trying Siren right now; so far it has sweetened up somewhat on my skin but still seems distressingly woody (Must be the white ginger since I doubt it's the jasmine, vanilla, or apricot), probably just as well given my issues with ginger.
With the TV season wrapping up quickly (Oh Life! Why did you have to pick the pace back up and end awesomely and therefore make me sad that you will not get renewed even though it is your own fault you wasted this season for the most part? Oh Sarah Connor Chronicles! How are you so awesome?) it is sort of accidentally nice that Fox has kept fucking with Bones' schedule and doing weird empty weeks, because now there is still a lot of it left. More even than Dollhouse with it's late start. Does anyone know how many episodes Castle has this season?
Ugh! I never should have tried BPAL with ginger in it! It is making me want to die as well as not smelling good. Time to go scrub myself clean and then I will reward myself by trying Bengal on at last, which in the bottle smells perfect. Then in a few hours Jeremy will come home and we will go enjoy the fact that Little Caesars has opened up right down the street (my favorite big pizza franchise and one that is generally disappearing) and Jeremy got paid today and we have paid all our bills. But first, to get rid of this terrible judgment error of scent.
This year, I finally attempted a seder of my own (after planning to for like 3 years and flaking or giving in to family pressure). It could have gone better; it could have gone worse. It was just Jeremy and I and
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On BPAL news, I definitely need to swap my Bhagdad for one that is more spicy. Lady Macbeth, Frumious Bandersnatch, and March Hare are all lovely on me. Juke Joint smells great in the bottle but turned sort of baby powdery on me, losing it's refreshing edge. I'm trying Siren right now; so far it has sweetened up somewhat on my skin but still seems distressingly woody (Must be the white ginger since I doubt it's the jasmine, vanilla, or apricot), probably just as well given my issues with ginger.
With the TV season wrapping up quickly (Oh Life! Why did you have to pick the pace back up and end awesomely and therefore make me sad that you will not get renewed even though it is your own fault you wasted this season for the most part? Oh Sarah Connor Chronicles! How are you so awesome?) it is sort of accidentally nice that Fox has kept fucking with Bones' schedule and doing weird empty weeks, because now there is still a lot of it left. More even than Dollhouse with it's late start. Does anyone know how many episodes Castle has this season?
Ugh! I never should have tried BPAL with ginger in it! It is making me want to die as well as not smelling good. Time to go scrub myself clean and then I will reward myself by trying Bengal on at last, which in the bottle smells perfect. Then in a few hours Jeremy will come home and we will go enjoy the fact that Little Caesars has opened up right down the street (my favorite big pizza franchise and one that is generally disappearing) and Jeremy got paid today and we have paid all our bills. But first, to get rid of this terrible judgment error of scent.