Friday, April 28, 2006

I think I've finally found my SCA name. One that is normally masculine, but I managed to find a source (linked from St Gabriel's so one would assume it to be accurate) showing it used as least once as a feminine given name in I believe 1595 - I have it bookmarked. May have the date a tad off but I know it was 1500s.

I had thought of it earlier, and originally expected to have to feminize it. But I can't find the feminized form in the archives, so masculine and documented on a female version it is.

Just need to find time to track down a herald and get that and my device in. But I intend to wait a bit to see how the name sits with me.

Meanwhile, I think maybe I missed my chance. Was invited yesterday to come along for an event this weekend - camping included - and emailed after trying to call a number that was no longer in service (I forgot I didn't have her number until she had disappeared, and had told her I would have to check my to-do list and get back to her if I had time). Then today found what I think was the right number, but have heard no response yet. Something tells me they left this morning and I'm SOL.

Are all my attempts to go camping this year going to be thwarted?

I really could have used the change of scenery. I'm getting bored here.

Monday, April 24, 2006

Temptation

My will power was almost broken today.

I was in Lollipop buying a couple things to feed my sweet tooth, when I saw a great gift from the chocolate gods:

A Godiva chocolate Easter bunny.

Oh, I succeeded in resisting. I knew I shouldn't. I have a mess of uneaten chocolate here... but... this was GODIVA.

It wasn't about a diet or anything. Lord knows I coulkd do to gain some weight.

But fifteen bucks for something that, knowing me, would be gone in the space of a couple hours? Nah. I'll wait and buy their ice cream. It has bits of their chocolate in it, and comes cheaper than buying just the chocolate.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Food update

Now that I managed to grab the kitchen before my roommates, I cooked up the meat I marinated the other day.

Not bad, but there wasn't nearly enough spice to offset the coconut and lime. So it tastes a lot weaker than it smelled.

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Oh, and in case anybody cares, it looks like I'll be moving to Newark sometime this summer. I currently have an offer for a full-time job at a school board office. Ought to be enough to live off of, and enough to get a small apartment of my own. I am, however, taking my mother's advice to live at home just long enough to make sure I like the job and want to stick with it, so I don't sign a lease before I am sure. Only annoyance is that means I will more than likely have to start driving again. Not a big fan of that. There's public transportation if I do live in town, but I'll have to check into how good it is.

Experimental cooking

Well, here I go trying something on a whim again. Duno how it'll turn out. See, I don't often have the attention span to want to use a recipe, but occasionally I'll get this idea for a combination of flavors that sounds like it might be good. Sometimes it works, sometimes not. It's usually at least edible though.

Today's experiment is marinating in the fridge right now. Venison in coconut milk, lime juice, ginger, and five-spice. It smells good enough. Let's hope it tastes that way. Feels like I need another "cold" flavor, but I don't have one to add at the moment.

I plan on doing seasoned potatoes with it. Hopefully it'll turn out decent.

Monday, April 03, 2006

I need to keep coconuts around more often. They're a "fresh" food that won't go bad quickly as long as they're not cracked, and I had almost forgotten how much I like them. of course, if I do that I may have to buy a hacksaw, since despite the fact that I have a hammer, I apparently can't wield it with enough force to crack the things. I had to get my dad to do it for me when he stopped by this weekend.

Meanwhile, I have just applied for graduation. It feels a bit surreal...

Saturday, April 01, 2006

Yesterday in psycholinguistics I had a horrific moment. We were going over grammar, and eventually got around to explaining why there is an infinite possibility for new and unique sentences, when the dreaded word was mentioned:

Recursion.

My blood ran cold.

But rather than the mind-numbing explanation I have gotten before, the prof gave an example if "the house that jack built". I won't say that I fully understand now, but at least I have a sort of basic idea - better than I had before.