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Changed the usericon to a detail of Chad's drawing. That's my ear. That's like... exactly my ear.
the ball at the top is just a tiny bit bigger... but other than that, it's almost photographic.
And if you saw the pic he did this study off of... you'd know why, when you first sent it to me, I thought he'd just used some photoshop filters like I am apt to do.

I've got the butter and cream cheese softening in preparation for making kiffles.
It takes a POUND of butter.
A whole Pound.
And a POUND of cream cheese.

They're good lil cookies (that get filled with apricot processed fruit filling and then positively *coated* in powdered sugar) but they're cholesterol bombs.
Hear that Chad? Hear that Ken?
Hope you're prepared.

Going back through posts I've noticed my typing flubs have interesting double entendres. Like just above.. I originally typed that as "home you're prepared."

Hope I have enough cookies to send to the peoples on my list and send some kiffles home with Wendy too.
She still hasn't smoked the nug I gave her over a month ago.
Which annoys me a lil because it was really really good seattle weed sent by my sweety and it would have been nice to have had it to smoke myself.
She showed it to her husband who compared it to some of the homegrown he bought off a friend. So I know they've got paraphenalia in the house... she just doesn't want to smoke it while he's there for some reason.
She said something about maybe smoking the next time she's home alone....
which would be fine except... that just never happens.

I still wonder where Tim is.. but not enough to actually seek him out.
Despite everything, I still worry about him a little.
But when someone makes free to tell you that you're worthless and a burden when you've done nothing bend over backward for them, something has to give.
I wasn't exactly nice... but before that... I hadn't been anything but supportive.
He drove his car into my front yard, drunk, in the rain, in the middle of the night and hucked chunks of the yard at my window until I came down to have him puke on me.
Drove him home, cleaned him up, took care of him until he slept...
walked home in nothing but a t shirt in the rain at 4 in the morning and didn't resent that. I still don't. I just did for him what needed to be done. I was there for the random 7 am phone calls and the long sessions of trying to get him to face the fact that his sister was dead and his mother needed him.
I don't resent any of that.
But when I do those things and you're still taking it for granted at an increasing rate every day.... I have to start to wonder.

I've just known too many people like that.

As I said in a letter to Chuck once upon a time... all the evil in my life has come from men... and it's true, more or less, even though I was joking.

Camera auctions go off today... who knows.. maybe I'll get them.
That would be nice.

I've got a $400 phone bill.

That's not so nice.


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Jan. 12th, 2002 10:43 am (UTC)
Four hundred? Scary. Maybe you should rip a CD of you going "blah blah blah" for an hour and a half, and then just send him e-mail, and he can play the CD while reading his mail.
Jan. 12th, 2002 11:09 am (UTC)
just because all I did was "blah blah blah" on the phone with you doesn't mean that I just 'blah blah blah' to everyone, ya know.
Jan. 12th, 2002 03:31 pm (UTC)
Yeah, well, it's ambiance blah'ing. The content part is provided by the mail.
Jan. 14th, 2002 01:35 pm (UTC)

Jan. 12th, 2002 08:49 pm (UTC)
They're good lil cookies (that get filled with apricot processed fruit filling and then positively *coated* in powdered sugar) but they're cholesterol bombs.
Hear that Chad? Hear that Ken?

I hear that. The CHOLESTEROL BOMBS part i have no problem with. The apricot part...um...well, i think you should send my cookies to frobisher or someone more deserving.

I do very much appreciate the thought and effort, however. Really.

Jan. 12th, 2002 09:13 pm (UTC)
uh... how am I more deserving?

Don't get me wrong, they sound great, beyond the they'll-probably-kill-me thing...
Jan. 12th, 2002 09:16 pm (UTC)
Penis size.
Jan. 12th, 2002 09:32 pm (UTC)
oh, that.

Jan. 13th, 2002 12:00 am (UTC)
Considering I just spent 6 hours making these very intricate fucking cookies and my back hurts and I'm kind of cranky because I haven't really talked to my boyfriend all day and have had to endure political debate from my sister and bullshit annoying nagging commentary from my father who's a pain in the ass under the best of circumstances, I think I will.

There were also chocolate chip cookies and small shortbread almond cookies that I made a couple days ago, are those too hideous for Ken's delicate, picky tastes?

Just curious.
Jan. 13th, 2002 05:56 am (UTC)
I suck. ::nods::

I do, in fact, very much enjoy chocolate chip cookies, but perhaps you'll want to send them to someone who sucks less...

I really do appreciate all the work. You're sweet. And the reason i told you about my aversion to apricot now is that i'd prefer to send the cookies to someone how'd appreciate the cookies for their taste in addition to the effort and love put into them.
Jan. 13th, 2002 09:23 am (UTC)
I also made blackberry.

What about those? Eh?

I'm calmer than I was last night.
About to go see Amelie with mom and sister.

The blackberry are very good, not quite as "pretty" ... just becuase they *look* nicer with the apricot.

I vaguely thought that I should probably ask about people's fruit preferences before making them, but my main concern was wether anyone was allergic.

If you dig the blueberry, there are plenty of those to give you.

What about russian teas? do you like them?
No fruit involved.
Jan. 13th, 2002 07:13 pm (UTC)
Sorry, i really do suck. I don't care for apricots or berries.

Or teas, both domestic and foreign.
Jan. 14th, 2002 10:19 am (UTC)
Russian Tea is a type of cookie.
No tea involved.
Called a Russian Tea cookie (or a wedding bell cookie when they're shaped differently) because it's eaten at tea.

It has pecans in it.
Let me guess.... allergic to them, not quite your thing, off putting?

Glad I saw the thing about the blackberry before I sent them, because they are all already packed up.
I really don't have enough cookies to make a whole box of spritz and chocolate chips and I really don't have a smaller container that's shippable.

So I dunno what the hell you're gonna get, Ken.

Kiffles, the cookies Chuck was enamoured with (and everyone is enamoured with once they have them.. it's just one of those things, are traditionally made with prune filling.

Had I knows that you hated apricots *and* berries I actually would have considered filling some with putrid prune filling.
Jan. 14th, 2002 11:29 am (UTC)
I'm not a big fan of pecans (big surprise), though i tolerate them. It might be better to just fill the box with newspaper or something.

Or you don't have to send me any cookies at all, though that would foil your plot to make me fat...

High Maintenancely,

p.s. While i like several fruits, the only fruit filling i consistently like is apple. Prunes are no good in any form.
Jan. 14th, 2002 01:47 pm (UTC)
You're like that picky child that you have to just lie to about the food and then say "AHA!" later and reveal that it was something you think you liked.
My mom's theory is that I just should have sent it to you with no mention of what it contained and have you just TRY THEM before you rule them out.
You can't even TELL that it's apriocot.
And the blackberry is a sweetened, seedless blackberry jam.
And the pecan is chopped almost to a powder and heavily mixed into the dough to a point you wouldn't know there was pecan in it until I (stupidly) told you.

Kiffles out. Russian Teas out, then.
You've no idea what you're missing.

I promised you cookies, you'll get cookies. ::nods::

(mom suggested I buy a box of chips ahoy and just send those)

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