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where. is the dishwasher man. dishwasher man where are you.

How to resist like Minneapolis Meet the block, shop the indies, and check on your people.

#uspoli

How to resist like Minneapolis - by Dessa

you're right, of course, but it's also luck and systemic advantage? I am both talented and very hard working, but I'm not a professional writer.

what a good cat!

So pending a few bits, we are in principle moving house! Not at all far. Not even within the same postcode area but in the same actual postcode. But a lovely, airy new place and I'm really pleased about it.

huh! that makes a lot of sense!

Omg I fancy them too! Why lukewarm, that’s so interesting

And here is the repost! Daemons! Sex! Ice hockey! Etc!

Some more information about the Magdalen 1964 Ball, from the College archives.
It looks like the Rolling Stones played three sets! No wonder they were annoyed.
And it looks like the Star Attraction might have been John Lee Hooker. Wow.

AO3 fic headers: Heated Rivalry (tv), relationship Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov, characters, Shane Hollaner, Ilya Rozanov, Yuna Hollander, Rose Landry additional tags: alternate universe, alternative universe - daemons "your curious body sitting on the shore", by raven (singlecrow) summary: it's not that Ilya's daemon is impressive. Like... a wolf. A fucking wolf. Yeah, Shane is impressed by that. It's that hockey players shouldn't have daemons at all.

I'll repost this in the morning to be more GMT-friendly, but because of who I am as a person I wrote a Heated Rivalry daemon AU, sorry, sorry. archiveofourown.org/works/79029001

I've told this story before I think. but I saw the US for the first time at age seven, and the first I saw of it was the brilliant blue-white frozen expanse of Lake Michigan. Love at first sight, and always.

oh no friend, thinking of you.

my degree from a US law school depreciates in intellectual value every day. and I am not remotely the person with the biggest problems here, my god! but my association with America and Americans has been a lifelong source of happiness, and it makes me sad.

small sad thing: my family and friends are in the US, I've spent such good times there, weddings, cons, gigs, theatre, adventures, as well as formal education, and it's so awful that that chapter is closed. Those things, those times, they won't come back.

WHAT NO I LOVE THEM

whaaat 😍😍😍

so @thefourthvine.bsky.social I thought you should know. today, next to four lanes of traffic, under freezing rain that dripped down my neck from the awning in hour 6 of a 16hr darkness. I bought a lime. for 34p.

Class tonight had different coach and small class size and it was so GOOD. Coach has even promised to go through everyone next week and identify their individual learning points!

they are an Indian institution: all these beautiful things made to export-quality and provenance certified, every middle-class Indian is obsessed with them in the same way as British middle-class people are obsessed with Waitrose and John Lewis. I brought home a 20kg Fabindia bedspread last time!

It is a Fabindia one, naturally, and I adore it 😍

I've never had it! I don't like mishti doi which is similar, but I think I might like it better.

All the north Indian classics: barfi, jalebi, gulab jamun, kalakand, rasgulla, rasmalai, misti doi, besan laddoo, kulfi.

Bowl of ochuzake, rice in a bowl topped with browned sardines in soy sauce, and blue Indian earthenware mug with the stock.

The more complicated version which was delicious! Packet mix this time which has green tea in it but is better than green tea, you can top with anything so I fried sardine pieces with sugar, soy sauce and garlic, plus home-grown chillis. You could def eat this one for dinner.

Indian earthenware blue mug of green tea and a bowl of rice with pink chopped pieces of pickled plum

Making Japanese ochuzake having never seen the dish, only read about it! This is the simple version: plain rice with umeboshi (salt pickled plums) and green tea poured over

V much admire the person who today chose to go out, buy a barstool, and sit upon it all the way back on the Tube

“Afab time is only rightly used in childcare” is a thing fascists say. Don’t say it for yourself.

It’s Inspector Imanishi Investigates, one of the Japanese detective ones I’m obsessed with rn, and he loves ochuzake, green tea over rice with umeboshi. I must try it!

current mood: corralling obscure ingredients because the guy in the book I'm reading eats only this one dish and I want to know what's so great about it

from where I sit I can hear Big Ben, and is very satisfying that the first chime lands right as every computer clock turns over the hour.

I think this is your post-Taskmaster plan