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November 27th, 2009
alisanne
 | 11:29 am - Birthday Greetings
Happy Birthday to
Many happy returns, sweetie! :)
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://s232.photobucket.com/albums/ee37/mood_theme_ali/mood%20theme/recumbent.gif) recumbent
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cluegirl
 | 09:02 am - Nobel Prize? For a human rights activist in Iran? U Can Not Has!
You stay classy, Ahmadinejad, you just stay classy...
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accioslash
 | 08:08 am - Thirty Days of Spam...Day 27 - Another Srs Question
( WriSoMiFu Day 27 - Aunt Accio really needs a nap )
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allifer
 | 12:27 am
Here are my dragons!
    
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accioslash
| 03:10 am - Not Part of the "Thirty Days of Spam" Series
( But still spam nonetheless )
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shadowess
 | 02:56 am - WriSoMiFu - Day 26
Wow Day 26 already! I have 4 more days to go and I have 10 more warnings to do. I was lazy again today and only did one, but it's Double Penetration!
Title: More
Author: ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) shadowess
Word Count: 558
Rating(s): NC-17
Challenge: Double Penetration
Warning(s): Double Penetration
Summary: Harry’s special birthday gift from his husband
A/N: Written for WriSoMiFu and My Table of Warnings/Prompts can be found Here
( More )
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/mood/lierre/lunatics/tired.gif) sleepy
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November 26th, 2009
alisanne
 | 10:05 pm - Drabble: Past Time
Title: Past Time
Author: alisanne
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Challenge: Written for ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif) snupin100's prompt #236: Teeth
Characters: Remus/Severus
Beta: sevfan
Authors Notes: Just once I wish we'd seen this side of Remus in canon.
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
( Past Time )
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://s232.photobucket.com/albums/ee37/mood_theme_ali/mood%20theme/calm.gif) calm
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cluegirl
 | 10:28 pm - And six days later, she exploded in a great cloud of superannuation!
That's right! In six days, on December second, I, Cluegirl, shall spontaneously become The Answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything. (Line forms to the right, gratuities are appreciated.) For those hoopy froods who don't speak Hitchiker, I'll be turning 42.
I expect it to be nothing at all like being 41 has been, but just in case, I've liquidated my assets, put everything into canned goods and shotgun ammunition, and have stapled my towel firmly to my elbow. With that, and my wand in my back pocket, I expect I'll be ready for anything. Except possibly zombies. Zombies take a little more preparation.
As for what I want for my birthday?
No frelling idea.
I mean, there are the old standards, of course; I always get a bit giddy at just the notion that someone might illustrate one of my stories, or conversely, might write a story for one of my drawings. Collaboration is highly squee-some in my little world, y'see, and I swear that one day SOMEONE will illustrate the mirror scene from Pink Slip, and I shall expire of Happy on the spot.
I could wish for world peace and the brotherhood of man, but I've noticed how shittily brothers treat each other, and as we all know, the last time the matrix was configured for world peace, it crashed and we lost whole crops to the logic failure. So that's out.
But reining things back into the realm of the distantly plausible, I'd say I want for more or less nothing of note. I want to keep rolling on Tempus Fugitive. I want my cats and my snakes to stay healthy in the coming year. I want the resources to close up the hole in my house properly, and to begin the next major set of repairs (Hopefully before the porch falls entirely OFF Mandala House, thanks!)
And most importantly, I want my friends who are in reach to join me for a Solstice party on December 19th, to celebrate both my birthday, and the Sun King's in one swat. The date is positive; December 19th. Save it, and if you can possibly make it to Troy, NY, do consider coming! And don't worry if you're not of the witchy persuasion -- I plan no heresy, just cake and shenanigans.
Current Mood: Sated
Current Music: She Moved Through the Fair -- Enter the Haggis
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aliciajd
 | 05:40 pm - How to ruin Thanksgiving
As I was basting the turkey about half way through the cooking time, I noticed that my oven's clock was still set on daylight savings time. So I reset it. When I went to check what should have been a finished turkey, I found that the oven had been turned off in the clock reset process. Everything is ready to serve but the turkey...
I apologized to my family. No one said that's ok. My nephew said, "I'm really, really hungry."
I feel like an idiot. How many years have I been cooking turkeys and never screwed up?
Edit: It was the best turkey I've ever made ... very, very moist. Maybe I should write down what I did! LOL!
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snakeling
 | 10:57 pm - Aventures on rail
So, since I've moved, I go to work by train, which is good as it gives me time for reading, etc.
Except that tonight, I managed to get onto the wrong train, and arrived at the storage station. *facepalm* Thankfully, the train driver was very helpful, and managed to find a colleague that went back to Lyon and could leave me at the station before the last train. :D
This entry was originally posted at http://snakeling.dreamwidth.org/157195.html [ comments]. You can reply there using OpenID.
Current Mood: stupid
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alisanne
 | 11:22 am - Yay, Birthday!
Happy Birthday today to a fabulous writer and reccer
Many happy returns, my dear! :)
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alisanne
 | 11:04 am - Happy Thanksgiving!
To all my who celebrate this holiday, HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
I am thankful that I have all of you wonderful people in my life.
*hugs everyone*
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://s232.photobucket.com/albums/ee37/mood_theme_ali/mood%20theme/grateful.gif) grateful
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cluegirl
 | 10:43 am - Kitchin Witchin! -- Clue Hash; it's what's for breakfast!
A note of explanation: Dominus is a boy scout. As such, he has the requisite Scouting addiction to Corned Beef Hash. Anywhere we go to eat, if it's got hash on the menu, I immediately know what my husband will be ordering, no matter what else they may serve. Seriously, he loves the stuff so much that from time to time, he'll scratch the hash itch with tinned. Clearly, this was a situation I could not abide. I mean, if you're gonna feed your monkey, feed it the good stuff, right? So here's what we're having for breakfast today.
* Go to your deli, and ask for a butt end of corned beef. Anything over a quarter of a pound is great, and they don't need to slice it for you. You'll be mincing it up at home yourself.
* If you are pork-compliant, then chop up three good, fatty strips of bacon, and put them in a BIG, flat-bottomed pan on low heat. (The object here is to render their fat, not to cook the bacon; cooking the bacon is a side effect of the rendering.)
* If you are pork-resistant, then do the 2 - 1 mix of olive and sesame oils here, to add the smoky taste of the bacon.
* Peel a few cloves of garlic, and crush them with the flat of your knife. Throw those in with the bacon to render.
* go out to the sage bushes, and get a handful of fresh leaves. Throw those in whole too.
* Add a generous drizzle of oil into the pan to help the bacon give it up in case it's a bit chary. I think I put about two tablespoons of olive (because I keep olive oil ready to hand. You can use whatever kind of oil you fancy, really.)
* Rough-chop a medium onion (red ones are tastiest!) and enough potatoes to match volume, then half again. In my kitchen, that was three small blue potatoes, and one large red. (I have goth tubers. No one's surprised, I know.) You want to cut them fairly large, but fairly thin -- that is to say, quarter each potato longways, and then slice the pieces about half an inch thick at most. They need to be large enough that they'll hold together, but thin enough to cook all the way through. In my case, the blue potatoes were a bit elderly, so they didn't need any pre-cooking, but I slung the red in the microwave for two turns at 30 seconds apiece, so its texture would match the others. You do as you see fit.
* Take your biggest kitchen knife -- this is the time to break out your cleaver, if you've got one, -- hack your corned beef into crumbles. There's no rhyme or reason to this, you just whack away, and try not to let it fly all over the place.
* Once the bacon's not showing any white anymore (that is, all its fatty rind should now be caramel coloured and kind of translucent) you can dump the onion, potatoes, and beef into the pot. If you don't have enough oil to lightly coat everything, then add just a little more, but otherwise, just turn the lot to get it evenly mixed and coated, throw in salt and pepper to taste, pat it all down flat in the pan, and walk away.
* Ignore the sizzling, and the searing smells from the pan for a good long time. Hash is SUPPOSED to be kind of scorchy and burny, remember? If it really distressed you, you can fuss it about for awhile first, to try and get everything to cook up, but that's kind of redundant, since you're going to settle it to scorch soon anyway, and when you flip it over to do the other side, everything else will cook up then.
* Fry up an egg for each person you'll be feeding. (From our stovetop, it looks like this is going to feed four, which means two for us today, and two lunches for Dominus later on.) Scrape all the good stuff up from the bottom of the pan, and ladle the hash into the plates, then slap the egg on top.
* Serve with tabasco, worchestershire sauce, and ketchup on the table, but don't be surprised if your guests don't even notice they're there all.
* Make this noise: OM NOM NOM!!!
* Wish you were eating breakfast with Clue and Dominus today!
Current Mood: Hungry!
Current Music: No More Stones -- Enter the Haggis
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shadowess
| 01:29 am - WriSoMiFu - Day 25
So today I went on a road trip to go to the Science Center to see Body Worlds (which was awesome BTW) in doing so I went to bed at 1:30am then woke up at 6am, drove 5 hours to the museum, saw the exhibit and the rest of the museum, 5pm go in search of dinner, enjoy dinner, 7pm leave town bound for home, 5 hours of driving, arrive home at midnight, angst about wrisomifu, then finally start writing, so sorry for the lame short one today. Hopefully I will get more ficlets done tomorrow when I'm not so tired and sore. Now I'm off to bed, enjoy!
Title: Dinner
Author: shadowess
Word Count: 217
Rating(s): PG-13
Challenge: Out of Character
Warning(s): Out of Character
Summary: Harry gets home from work
A/N: Written for WriSoMiFu and My Table of Warnings/Prompts can be found Here
( Dinner )
Current Mood: exhausted
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November 25th, 2009
alisanne
 | 11:47 pm - Drabble: Gratifying
Title: Gratifying
Author/Artist: alisanne
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Severus Snape/Harry Potter
Challenge: Written for harry100's prompt #59: Quidditch
Rating: PG
Length: 100
Warnings: None that I am aware of.
Summary: There are parts of Quidditch that Severus actually enjoys.
Beta: sevfan
Notes: It's been a rough week, so you get silliness. This is dedicated to unbroken_halo. You know why. ♥
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
( Gratifying )
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://s232.photobucket.com/albums/ee37/mood_theme_ali/mood%20theme/touched.gif) touched
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cluegirl
| 07:50 pm - Forcibly postitve...
Things for which I am thankful this evening:
* The Litter and the Leaves, by Enter the Haggis (And as you can purchase their albums directly from them, or, should you prefer it, cherrypick their song library at a buck a pop, YOU SHOULD BE DOING THAT!)
* That I have a husband who will close his computer and help me figure out why I'm grumpy when there's no easy answer, instead of taking it personally, or hiding in his WoW.
* That I have a husband who will close his computer and march straight into the kitchen with me when, upon failing to nail down a smoking gun, I give up and say "Let's go cook something." Didn't even ask what, or why, or complain that he'd rather be doing else. In short, he loves me, AND he loves cooking with me, and how can that not cheer me up?
* That I did not burn the orange peel when I forgot it was boiling away on the stove. I caught it JUST before the water was all gone, and the caramel began to really scorch, so there'll be no using the leftover syrup as I'd intended, but at least my candied orange peel survived!
* That Hilfy is here to inform me of the error of my ways, with her adorkable sulky-duck miao. *Snoodlesthekitteh!*
* That I did not burn out the blender motor when I made it pretend it was a food processor, and grind up all my carrots and ginger for the carrot cake I've just decided I'm making. That thing SO does not owe me!
* That I am living a life which allows me to concern myself with unfairnesses to other people, instead of having to focus on injustices against myself or my family. That I can afford altruism, and idealism, and pride. These things are so impossible, so out of reach in so many other people's lives, I can't help feeling gratitude that I can reach them, and I can afford to speak to them as well. I have the luxury of being able to DO something that is not just for me.
* That I live across the country from any of my birth family, and so will not have to eat their idea of Holiday Food tomorrow. Nor will I have to endure the casual, unthinking racism and sexism over the table, either. Which is good, because getting arrested over Thanksgiving is bad for the digestion, I hear.
* Giada Dilaurentis. Nuff said.
* That we've had contractors actually return our calls on the house issues, and it looks as though we'll have managed to save enough to cover the sill replacement by the time they can schedule us in. And once that is done, we can repair the great, gaping HOLE in our house! Hooray!
Okay then. That's lifted my mood from the stew. Time to go assemble my carrot cake now!
Avaunt!
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alisanne
 | 02:47 pm - Drabble: True Sincerity
Title: True Sincerity
Author: alisanne
Rating: PG
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Summary: Draco masters sincerity, with a little incentive.
Word Count: 100
Challenge: Written for draco100's prompt #68: Giving Thanks
Warnings: Fluffyness abounds.
A/N: Yay fluff.
Beta: sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
( True Sincerity )
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://s232.photobucket.com/albums/ee37/mood_theme_ali/mood%20theme/working.gif) working
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alisanne
 | 02:08 pm - Pimpety Pimp
As Advent approaches, I'd like to draw your attention to adventdrabbles, a multi-fandom drabble/drawble/ficlet com. We operate all through Advent.
So if you're looking for a low-pressure com to write or draw for in the holiday season, do check out my 2009 Welcome Post, and come and play with us (that may not have come out right...) *g*
Current Mood: working
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alisanne
 | 12:20 pm - Drabble: Always Hungry
Title: Always Hungry
Author: alisanne
Prompt: Written for harryron100's prompt: Hungry
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Category/Warnings: Romance, schmoop.
A/N: Yes, I like to use this last line to poke JK in the eye, why do you ask? *g*
Beta: sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
( Always Hungry )
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