got some whiskey from a bar, got some cocaine from a friend.

2007-01-28 / 5:08 p.m.

newsflash
Guess what, hangovers are a huge waste of time. It is appalling to think that this is what some people feel like every weekend. I hosted ladies (of opera) night last night, drank more than everyone else, had some hilarious and then tender moments with my friends, went to bed at 2:30, and woke up with this craptastic feeling that gets less and less tolerable as I age. All my plans for the day have been pre-empted by my ass, in this chair. Sorry, gym, you'll have to get by without my services.

some thoughts on jeans, thunk in the dressing room
1. Just because they actually fit up over my legs does not mean I need to buy them. In fact, just because they fit properly does not mean I need to buy them. This is true of all pants.
2. I will not even bother with jeans that do not have a wee bit of spandex or elastane in them.
3. There is no point in buying jeans that disrespect my ass.

Also, I had the satanic miracle recently at the by-the-pound Goodwill outlet of buying nearly-new jeans that looked like they would probably fit and they are, in fact, on me, almost perfect jeans. That I couldn't try on before buying, and for which I paid less than $1.29 (how much do jeans weigh, anyway?).

I am losing patience with stores that DON'T sell their clothes by the pound.

other, culinary
I made these dark chocolate cupcakes, with some cinnamon added, last night. (You have to register to use the America's Test Kitchen website, but it's free, so you might as well do it.) As you might imagine, they were delicious, but I have a stupid oversized muffin pan and long story short, the cupcake tops separated from the bottoms upon removal from the pan. I didn't use the little paper thingies, either--I didn't buy them because I thought they wouldn't fit in the pan (I was wrong).

But this isn't about how I am stupid--this is about how I am smart. I forgot to get cream for the ganache frosting, so I decided to use coconut milk instead. I completely endorse this course of action. Bittersweet Callebaut, some dark chocolate chips, and coconut milk turn your tastebuds into a magical fairyland. It would have been better with a coconut milk that didn't contain any water, but I chilled the ganache very well to thicken it up, and used it to frost the cupcakes and paste them back together, which I can assure you was a tragedy for everyone forced to eat them.

Next time I'm feeling low, I'm making coconut milk ganache and eating it with a spoon. That could be later tonight.

other, just other
Oh dear lord.

Guilty,
Maven.

Spinning: Just watched Howl's Moving Castle and I bet you I'll be watching The Squid and the Whale shortly.
Feeling: Regretful.
Plotting: More beans and rice, hopefully some work, probably some chocolate chips.

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