sparklebutch

calime33 brought this to my attention and I know quite a few of you would be interested in it.

Much bad writing done today. Methinks me will just scrap the whole lot and start again tomorrow, or whenever I get some good sleep.

Blecht.

Some pretty art done though.

*edited*

It's Friday night. I'm boiling bones.

Please to be reading this.

Now:
Discuss. Have opinions.

Do you think this is worthwhile? Do you think it's rubbish?

Side note: do you think such a group exercise can take place online, in chat or LJ form?

( What's in there? Here's a sample: )

How does one bleach bones?

Now, before you start telling me about how I can just google, let me point out that I have. They're talking about bleaching found, raw bones, and mine are cooked. Well, fried. But the point is, been through stuff in their lives and deaths. Frozen, defrosted, fried and now kept in the freezer until I figure out what to do exactly, which could cause more of a problem with the texture and the crumbling that might happen.

I hear peroxide but it seems harsh on cooked bones. I hear cooking in vinegar but that seems very smelly. I think boiling water won't do, because small bones full of marrow.

So I thought, that's exactly the kind of question to ask on LJ!

It's four in the morning. We're in bed. Not a soul moving in the house, even the felines are deep asleep.

There's a strange noise. And a strange smell. I get up.

Fucking electric kettle is smoking. The switch is black.

The thing was *off*. It had cold water in it. No one's touched it in two hours or so.

WTF? How did it do this?

Now I'm thinking, the next kettle can do that any time. If we leave the house, and we think everything's safe because, everything's turned off - it's not safe. I've been leaving my cats with a kettle that can burn itself without being touched.

I'm a bit scared.

I had a sex dream about John Glover! Ho Go me.

I took some pictures of my cats. Scans soon to follow.


Mood: Hating on ya'll.
Music: Lola
Colour of underwear: Black

Regarding the Supernannies thing discussed lately... ceruleancat and I were mocking the choice of words.

"So, Mary Poppins vs. Superman?"

"Mary would totally win. Clark has strange mommy issues, he'd just roll over."

We walk, we talk....

"What about, vs. Batman?"

"That guy sends his family to fight... He'd send ALFRED! And then Alfred and Mary would get married and live happily ever after, and Bruce will have to stop whining about the parent figures, that would be so cute. Oh, and Dick would move back into the cave just to have the fluff. Hell, Tim would enjoy the parentals. And Jason, he'll just come back from the dead and return to the cave for cookies. No, really."

Good thing we're not huge on Marvel or the Hulk would happen next.

How do I thank an anonymous gifter? I don't know what fandom you want your porn in*, or what icons you'd like, and I can't lick you unless you're one of my closest friends, or have in any way in the past expressed the willingness to be licked.

*Not that I can write porn anyway these days; you can ask poor Ethan, who almost got some tonight but then I got distracted, lost the point of the story and with it the poor man's erection. He's not a happy camper.

Which reminds me: I might need to write Ethan a bit more dark and dangerous than I do, but I don't care at the moment, as am in pain and wanty happies. Thankyou.

The lovely evildrem brought me a Frank-o-lantern:



and I muchly appreciate, with hugs n' love.

Although I don't think I was meant to think about pumpkin soup with goat cheese, and grilled goat with a side of mashed pumpkin.