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My Bibliobuffet column has had its fortnightly update. This time I've interviewed Paul Haines. He talks about cancer, about life, about writing, about winning lots of awards.
There are a bunch of good articles in the current Bibliobuffet (all better-written than mine - I'm going to have to cultivate my language skills) and they've taken me from my editing in an entirely good way. My mind is refreshed. If I get myself a cup of tea then my body will match my mind and I can do amazing stuff right until I decide it's time to cook dinner.
Dinner tonight is going to be something that will work right through till Thursday, because that's how much minced beef I unfroze. It will include much garlic, because I am garlic-minded at this moment. It will also include passata, because I have some. Since I also have fresh-ish oregano (which I entirely forgot about when making my chili last week!), I rather suspect that dinner is going to be pasta with sauce. Just suspect, mind you.
Tonight is all about bad television. Bad television is my perfect vector for research proposals.
I had news, but I've forgotten it. Mainly, I forogt it because the last few days were just a bit much more than I could deal with. I'm improving, slowly, week by week, but I want to be well, now. Or yesterday. I want to be superwell and be able to do superwoman sized stuff. Instead, I cultivate the lazy sod within. The lazy sod within is all too easily cultivated.
This gave me another thought for dinner. I could cook some lotus and call myself a lotus-eater! Except I'm all out of lotus. I predict a trip to my neighbourhood Asian grocery tomorrow, to buy some.
There are a bunch of good articles in the current Bibliobuffet (all better-written than mine - I'm going to have to cultivate my language skills) and they've taken me from my editing in an entirely good way. My mind is refreshed. If I get myself a cup of tea then my body will match my mind and I can do amazing stuff right until I decide it's time to cook dinner.
Dinner tonight is going to be something that will work right through till Thursday, because that's how much minced beef I unfroze. It will include much garlic, because I am garlic-minded at this moment. It will also include passata, because I have some. Since I also have fresh-ish oregano (which I entirely forgot about when making my chili last week!), I rather suspect that dinner is going to be pasta with sauce. Just suspect, mind you.
Tonight is all about bad television. Bad television is my perfect vector for research proposals.
I had news, but I've forgotten it. Mainly, I forogt it because the last few days were just a bit much more than I could deal with. I'm improving, slowly, week by week, but I want to be well, now. Or yesterday. I want to be superwell and be able to do superwoman sized stuff. Instead, I cultivate the lazy sod within. The lazy sod within is all too easily cultivated.
This gave me another thought for dinner. I could cook some lotus and call myself a lotus-eater! Except I'm all out of lotus. I predict a trip to my neighbourhood Asian grocery tomorrow, to buy some.