What the fuck is a gym crush. I go there 45 minutes before closing when it's as close to empty as it gets

Zero alco red wine is crazy good actually.

In general i got over my breakdown even though the situation is unresolved and i have very little nice options. I guess even grueling work is work, unemployment was way worse

I try to mind my business but we've been neighbours for years and i worry when he drinks. It's a sad omen or something.

My Harry DuBois neighbour is off the wagon again. How's about I go for some cheap beers too and see if I feel better not knowing anything. Except I can't drink on my meds, the meds I take to be a good little worker

Like is it outrageous that I want to work normal hours and not be stressed out all the time

Like, my current temp job is exhausting but at least I'm not leaving my home more than once per month. I'm in talks for a job that pays less and I'd have to commute ~2 hours 2 days per week 😐

I'd love one of those jobs where you also have time to write fanfic on the clock. Would be a lot less stressful

I'm opposed to paying 30 euro for empty pill capsules. But this one supplement powder tastes like detergent made from burnt fishbones, so I think I'm going to have to.

I made a cream sauce today, and just like my tortellinis, it worked technically, my roux was good, but flavour combos were ass.

I'm making pizza to make myself feel better.

It's very much like old dudes watching construction work

Like, putting some vegetables in the pan and when they're done adding a bit of pasta water really does make a sauce. Because the pasta water is more like a pudding

In that time in my life when I didn't yet have a pasta machine I liked pasta a normal amount, but looking back I was actually indifferent to pasta. I had no real obsession for it

I think we also made paint and fertilizer from mummies? I guess every era needs a really stupid and exploitative economical bubble

Okay, so I'm linux-curious again. But apparently dual-booting isn't stable, and my older laptop cannot connect to my peripherals... at every turn the most reliably efficient solution is to just buy another laptop. At this point I have a growing stack of okay-ish laptops I can't use

One senior collague is out sick since yesterday, which happens, I guess. Except I just heard management is having a meeting about her absence on Monday. That kind of indicates she'll be gone for longer, no need to have a meeting about someone being out with the flu or spraining an ankle.

I've figured out the pasta machine, at least.

I have a track record of enjoying almost any detective adventure the beeb puts out but lately the offerings have been flat and unmemorable.

I made cake and grapefruit curd and. It's edible. At most. I have definitely baked better things.

I'm slightly of the opinion that interacting with art and taking it as a palimpsest can be interesting, actually. Fucked up painting restorations and soup can protests keep art alive in a different way from immaculate preservation. Time won't stand still, not for love, not for beauty

My apartment door has been whistling because of pressure diff and I figured no way I can realign a massively heavy fireproof 85 dB noiseproof door. But I looked at the hinges and some bolts were sticking out so I twisted them down until they were flush. And the whistling stopped.

I tried sewing with chiffon and fucked it so badly i think I have to throw the whole thing away. There is an issue with thread tension that makes all seams buckle, and I think that will cause the thread to snap also. I have some chiffon left, i can remake it. But fucking hell

I mean, it should be legalized. But smoking it indoors or on balconies should be made DOUBLE ILLEGAL

Somebody hotboxing my whole damn block. Absolute weed stank

I cook so much but I don't want other people to eat my cooking because certainly if they partake of food prepared with adequate hygiene using fresh ingredients, they'll die. It's just lucky that I haven't died from eating it

I feel like there's some IRL crime that doesn't need to be made into a true crime show. Not even a podcast, actually. Like, the crime was heinous and the person who went to prison for it absolutely did it, so let's just. Let it be

I forgot to take the weight off my broad bean greens and those little plant babies had just shoved it off. There was a small watering bottle and large hole punch sat on top of the tray and they had simply lifted that stuff off. Well the purpose is to make them grow strong roots :D

What the fuck is a video podcast. Why would i sit here in my pajamas watching people record a podcast in their pajamas.

What are the rules? Are you going to permit fandom activities at your fandom event :D way to go against the grain

I have to be at a meeting starting at 8.30 tomorrow :(

I will make pizza for lunch to comfort myself