Prepared now.

Went and got stuff so that I can make the offerings I've been planning on doing. Including actually remembering to get a bottle of spiced rum, which I've been trying to remember to do for somewhere upwards of a month. So tentative plan on that for tomorrow. Too tired-hungry now to do it properly.

I would like to gripe about the mushrooms that were in the grocery store. I wanted to do this with some nice shiitakes, because I like them. There weren't fresh shiitakes last time I checked, so I was happy to see that they had some, even if they were small ones. So I went to pick some out.

I have never before encountered stale mushrooms. Or whatever was wrong with them. teinedreugan said they were dry from my complaints about their crustiness and unpleasant texture; it's as good an explanation as any.

I got white ones. Not going to use defective mushrooms. Especially not in an offering.

Mutter.

Grump.

More notes on a day.

Saw (most of) the Curt Schilling learn-to-speak-Bostonian commercial today. (And feel reminded of ibnfirnas's comment that went something like, "Exactly. I know nothing of the Yankee people and their culture.") Want the season to start. I should maybe feed my need by trying to catch a spring training game, shouldn't I? Or sit down and work out what I want to do for a scorekeeping sheet, which I was intending to do during Hot Stove season, hah.


Section 125: 480 words. 1036 total. Done.
Section 126: 503 words. Done.

I may get more done before I sleep, but that's the six, so as soon as oneironaut's done peering at 126 I'll package it up and send it to brooksmoses.

Today I learned once more that I can't multitask if one of the tasks is 'digesting protein'. :P