Couples that tolerate each other’s endless endless rambling are a powerful and beautiful force for good
me, excitedly: so by Le Chatelier’s principle, no reaction ever truly ‘stops,’ it just reaches a point where it proceeds in both directions at the same rate for a net change of zero, which
my gf, knowing she’ll get to talk about glass-blowing techniques next: mhm, I see, interesting
Tonight’s delight, while Mr. C is off fencing: some quick no-recipe red lentil/masoor dal I threw together. With some carrot and broccoli added so I can pretend it’s a balanced meal.
Also, on the side: some leftover onion raita out of the fridge.
Once again, I tried and failed to make a small batch. But, the leftovers should come in handy in the freezer. The veggies might get a weird texture, but hey.
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so youre telling me that some asshole can just throw together meaningless shit and get notes and attention yet when i put actual thought into the things i say nothing happens i am so fucking done with this bullshit god damn fuck
me, immediately dancing in the middle of the aisle:
@katisconfused – That’s one idea. Almost wanted to throw some directly at them earlier 💩 Probably just more screaming from the startle.
An extra laugh, because I’m already a tad concerned about the people upstairs maybe calling the council on us over the couple of trash bags out back that I haven’t been able to clean up and Mr. C hasn’t had the chance yet😅 Where foxes have ripped into them, of course.
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