I just made vegan cookies.
I messed up a bit--put in 1/2c molasses instead of 1/3c, so they're sloppier than intended; didn't properly grease the first pan; made them too big.

( here they are! )

As you can see if you look closely, some of them got broken. Normally I wouldn't give a fuck, but these are supposedly to sell at intermission when the babes do a house concert up in Duncan this weekend. I picked out the least gimpy 2 dozen; hope that's enough. Sigh...

They're delicious, though. Molassesy candied-gingerful delicious. I will totally give them another try sometime when I feel like reading carefully.

ZOMG HOT.


In other news, yes, I like Lady GaGa a lot. Also, True Blood.

I'll be in my bunk.

It's driving me crazy that I can't remember the (probably slang) word for POOP in Japanese. My students were totally obsessed with it, drawing little soft-serve splops of dookie on anything they could get away with (the chalkboards at lunchtime, their desks, assignments they thought nobody would pay close attention to). Gareth is playing a videogame on our new X-Box (Blue Dragon) where not only are Poo Snakes one of the monsters, but random treasure drops show up as a little turd that looks exactly like what my students drew. And I can't remember the godsdamned word!

Halloween was awesome. I hung out with my sister & her friends, we went on the zombie walk. It was weird to be shambling along listening to the police call out on their megaphones "Zombies! Stay on the sidewalk!" and whoop the sirens whenever people got too slow.

My zombie costume was my only costume. I wanted to do something with slit-mouth or something, and then I saw this Fever Ray video:



ETA: whoops, that's not the real music video. That can be found here or it's around #8 on the scrolling options for further watching on that video (If I Had A Heart). But the still for the "video" I embedded is the image I was talking about anyway.

Fortunately, I had a pet artist on hand (my sister!) so the paint job turned out waaaaay better than I could have managed. I loved this look and I want to do it again, and again, and again. I also want my very own corset (this one's borrowed from Susan). I wish we had a few more atmospheric dusk-light-level shots, because it was very spooky in the right light. Just...not so much in the blazing sun!

( Anyway, pix! )

Sadly, I'm reaching the point where being unemployed is no longer fun, just a drag. I totally missed the boat this fall (applied for like 2 teaching positions and one tutoring gig) because of the wedding, so now I'm looking for retail work again. Dropped resumes off at the mall last week; no call backs yet. LAAAAAAAME. But I did start volunteering with the ICA, just so I don't feel like I'm totally wasting my time. I'm TA-ing with their seniors' English class once a week, and it's really cool. A totally different type of student than I'm used to dealing with, and a really interesting mix of nationalities, and of course it's cool to meet with people who are out of school, so to speak.

I need to quit playing Farmville and start obsessively reading LJ again, right? I'm sure it's better for me in some way.