More brain cruft
May. 6th, 2004 04:21 pma comet that falls to the ground: exorbitant
Basil is starting to taste just the tiniest bit like licorice to me. I wonder if the plants are related.
The cauliflower obssession may be waning; I've had one in the fridge all week without roasting it. Though part of the reason may be about my lack of will to cook for just me. It's not good, not to have motivation, and it seems to be spreading. Sigh.
Must must must get my bike in for a tune-up.
Also must buy some skirts; I somehow have an insufficient supply. It would be good to do laundry, too.
Plus all the usual around-the house things I've let slip. Where did all the energy I used to have go, anyway?
Basil is starting to taste just the tiniest bit like licorice to me. I wonder if the plants are related.
The cauliflower obssession may be waning; I've had one in the fridge all week without roasting it. Though part of the reason may be about my lack of will to cook for just me. It's not good, not to have motivation, and it seems to be spreading. Sigh.
Must must must get my bike in for a tune-up.
Also must buy some skirts; I somehow have an insufficient supply. It would be good to do laundry, too.
Plus all the usual around-the house things I've let slip. Where did all the energy I used to have go, anyway?
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Date: 2004-05-07 07:31 am (UTC)I wonder how professional noses protect themselves from smell drift.
[Have you seen Eat, Drink, Man, Woman? I don't remember what happened to the chef's sense of taste/smell in the end (nor how he lost it in the first place), but I remember that being the first time I'd really thought of the consequences of such a loss.]