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So.
I have fixed the earring – but I can’t find where I put my jewellery pliers, so I can’t *finish* fixing it (e.g.: smoosh the crimp and *then* cut the wire to the right length) until I either find those or get a new pair.
Granted, I’d kind of like a new pair anyway, ‘cause the set I’ve got aren’t good for working in close quarters. (They’re fine for necklaces and bracelets, but rotten for earrings, essentially). The ‘crushing’ bit doesn’t go to the very tip.
I have made mango-coconut cupcakes. (I think I may throw them in the oven again just to dry them out a little – it’s so much easier to do this stuff with chocolate in it, and I have no idea why).
I have also made chocolate-mint cupcakes. Made them this morning, before work. (Well, I mixed them up last night, but they got bakes this morning).
(Of course, this being me, I managed to burn about a dozen cupcakes (six each of the mango and the chocolate) in the process of getting the rest to turn out okay.
Thing I’ve Noticed: Using margarine/shortning/solid!fat in this recipe makes a fluffier, easier to use, batter than does using oil. (It occurs to me – a day too late, of course – that I might have been able to use coconut oil (or at least *some* coconut oil) for the mango cupcakes. That could have been very good!)
So, yes. When working with non-wheat flours (especially when you don’t have much left – I am *all* out of amaranth now. All I’ve got left is corn. Seriously. And that stuff is gritty…) use solid fats and, ideally, ‘ghurt rather than soured milk, in order to have a less runny batter. Also: unless adding cocoa to the mixture, cut the sugar down by at least 25% or they will be a little more on the sweet side than I like.


I did not go to the grocery store last night. (As I said to my friend, Jen – “Get pineapple, or avoid frostbite. Which would *you* choose?”)
But I brought bags to work with me, so I’ll (in theory) be able to go today.
I may risk taking a taxi from work to the store just to save a little time (and prevent my nose from freezing shut. Yeeg…) There’s a fair bit of stuff I have yet to grab (including some pre-fab dips – oh, the shame of it all), and getting it tomorrow won’t work ‘cause it’ll take me 40 minutes to get home, and then people start arriving an hour-and-a-half later. I’ll be busy getting dressed and making the guacamole, and definitely won’t have time for an hour-round-trip detour to the grocery store.
Besides. I’m kind of inclined to get, like, a miniature bottle of sparkling white wine. And maybe some flowers or something.

At least the house is now more-or-less clean. This makes things much easier. :-)


AND NOW: ( How to Veganize Baked Goods )

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- TTFN,
- Amazon.

P.S.: Her bus should be getting in right about now. :-)

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She's home and safe. This is good. :-)

I'm going to go see her in the next half hour or so (cooking some dinner for me, first).

On the job front, though, I'm sad and scared.

I haven't been able to either fax or email my contract information back to my agency (have tried numerous times, but the documents aren't getting through), and I'm really worried about how this will effect my chances at getting paid (at least in a timely manner).

Also, I don't have anything scheduled for next week, and the only offer I had was for a two-day (weekend) minutes-taking job -- which was filled long before I even got the damn phone message that it was available.


I don't like this, and I don't understand it. If I'm "at the top of [everybody's] list," why the hell haven't they found me something (substantial) yet???
It doesn't help that the contract I've got right now doesn't actually have enough work for me to support full-time hours. At least not at the rate that it's coming in.
I left early on Tuesday because I had another job to go to.
Today, I ran out of work by, like, noon. And that was with doing extra checking and revisions. I actually managed to kill almost four full hours (mostly chatting with Idioglossia via Outlook emails) before my boss turned up.
At which point, I guess my "I need something to do" came out more "impatient" and less "eager" than I had intended because she said. "Well go home. I'm not paying you to warm the chair."
Which, admittedly (1) I had contemplated vollunteering to do, and (2) was handy for me, anyway, since I needed to pick up groceries for tomorrow.
However.
Most people, when told by their temp that they've got nothing on the plate right now and are available for anything that might come up, typically are overjoyed and go "Great! Can you do X, Y and Z for me?"
So this response came as a bit of a shock. Particularly given the wording.

Cause, frankly, she *is* paying me to "warm the chair". She's paying me to be available as and when the various documents are ready for revision.
It's not like I'm *happy* that they aren't. :-P


I feel sick to my stomach again, and I'm just so tired of this.
There's nothing like being apparently perpetually unemployed to make one *feel* unemployable.

And now I'm going to see Sara, and what I really want is to have her hold onto me and tell me that things'll work out (or something, though I don't know what she'd tell me, and doubt that she'll be up to dealing with me Falling Apart right now) and sleep beside me tonight. But I have to come back to my place so that the walk to work will be manageable. :-P

As such, this partially sucks.

But I DO get to see her. :-)

That'll be nice. :-)