you know you've written too many fanfics when...

...you find files with bizarre names like SY_2009_7b and find two pages of Celeborn and Galadriel getting it on without much explanation.

(It's a screw yule file, I just can't remember if it's part of something larger, a stand-alone, or if it was ditched... quite possibly that last one...)

Oh, it's gotta be the last one, I just found another file titled SY_2009_7b2 which is exactly 1000 words. Geez, you'd think I'd remember stuff like this, but I was entertained for about two pages since I really don't remember writing this (but it has to be mine, because they're speaking like they're in my sandbox).

Oh! Found another one... only 77 words... aww, this is... kinda cute. Erestor sketching Glorfindel while they're in bed.

Wait... I think this was maybe supposed to be a piece of an after 'Silver and Gold' story... it's vaguely coming back to me...

I really need better organization of my computer files.

Hmmm... 447 words of something slightly more incestuous than Fingon/Maedhros... and I think I actually decided against this pairing. Crap, this is one of those loose ends I keep going back and forth on. Damn you, Gildor Inglorion, for always making things so--- oh! That's the buzzer for my cookies!

...I'll be back.

making cookies

I am totally a cookie making factory. With some help from Mark.

In the last two days, massive amounts of the following have been produced:

white chocolate chocolate balls

pistachio balls

chocolate cherry walnut thingies (which are f-in great)

chocolate mint dream cookies

orange chip cookies (if you've ever thought, hmm, do I grate orange peel or do I use the little orange bottle to make something taste orange --- grate the peel already!! Un-fucking-believable. Yes, better than the chocolate cherry whozamawhatzits, and I'm much more happy with cherry chocolate than orange anything)

something else in a bag... oh, nevermind, that's just more mint dream cookies

I still have vanilla lemon balls (so many balls around here... well, consider the muses I suppose) to make tonight. Was going to go for some other ones, but I'm tired, so upcoming are...

Oatmeal Scotchies (or something like that)

Meteor Crispie Doohickies

Some other stuff... four kinds of spritz are in the fridge waiting, as are -- oh, that's what I was going to do tonight. Well, tomorrow, then. Okay, spritz... gingerbread is waiting in fridge, so is brandy cherry things (which, have been sitting four times the recommended time thus far, so they'll be REALLY good when I finally make those!) Also, peanut butter, and sugar cookie dough. Fridge is full. Must make those tomorrow to free up space for the remaining ones to be made (lemon bars, orange meltaway things, cinnamon logs, kolache... and I think that might be it.)

Also, totally out of Telerin food now. I take that back, I think there's a few crab cakes left. But there's this grocery store around these parts called Sendiks... (wow, I did not realize until now how dirty that kinda sounds in the right mood...) anyhow, we don't buy a lot there 'cause it's the 'fancy' sort of grocery, but, we do pick up a few items...

-tim tams
-fresh pizzas
-meat, especially seafood
-candy (you know those assorted chocolate boxes? you can buy a box of just one type there, so we go for those green mints and black forest truffles and orange creams -- well, that last one is for him...)

Getting back to the seafood thing... they have these shells, I suppose from giant oysters, and they're filled with... well, I really don't know, but there's ground up goodness, seafood and stuff, in them... I guess I should find out what I'm --- aw, hell, I don't care, for all I know it could be stuffed with soylent green, I'll still probably eat them 'cause they're yummy (okay, NO, if I found out it was that, NO, but... I'm just not going to look just in case...)

So my earlier post has to do with trying to find the start of a fic called Vertigo, which only has a start to it. I don't know where I put it, but I think I should finish it, 'cause it's going to be two years old come January I think. So, if you see a short little story where Erestor falls off a horse wandering around, let me know. It's probably mine.

I'll probably be back again, once I get those lemon balls in. Honestly, this is the only thing keeping me awake right now, else I'd be curled upon the couch drooling on the cushion with the scent of burning cookies waking up the cats...

LJ totally doesn't limit you on how many posts you can make in a day, do they?

'Cause if they did, they'd be seriously glaring at me right now.

I got lazy on the last pistachio batch. Instead of chopping more of them (and I totally shelled a whole cup of those little bastards and cut them up -- my hands were so dry from all of that), I just stuck a whole one on the top of the last dozen or so (without the shells -- wouldn't that have sucked?)

I am really impressed by Lady Gaga's musicality. I mean, she's obviously not just a good writer, but a great musician as well, especially when it comes to piano. And, she understands how to use scales to her advantage.

Plus, she's got that whole new age fashion thing going on, but in a good way.

Now I must go fix a toilet.

But, as I stated earlier...

...I shall return.

Brandy cherries

...are doing well. VERY well.

Yumm... too bad those by themselves can't count as cookies.

Y'know what? I think I'm going to devise a recipe for fruitcake people will actually eat.

It will contain lots of alcohol, and also, not be some rock hard thing best used as a paperweight

Indeed, I'm already plotting a brandied cherry angelfood cake... anyhow...

Artanis is so silly. She's sitting at the top of the steps calling out because Mark's upstairs and I'm downstairs and she's not sure who to snuggle with (silly kitty)

Oh, and I am all for hand washing. I thought of this as I was fixing the toilet and the buzzer went off for the cookies downstairs. I have totally not only been washing hands after using my mad plumbing skillz, but also, between every cookie batch, because with so many nuts (not me, in the cookies) I didn't want to take the chance... also, used different baking racks, and, bagged each type individually.

And also, Chocolate Charlie is AWESOME. (shun... shun the nonbelievers... shun... sorry...)

I actually had something meaningful to add, but, yeah, I lost it. Go figure.

Ah, Artanis decided to come down here. Oh, it's nuzzle time. Wait, I spoke too soon, it was really try to drink out of my water glass time.

Damn, there's some good lines in this story that probably won't be used... part of me wants to try to turn it into a stand alone piece, and part of me is seriously reconsidering again. In one way, it's perfect. In another way, it makes me (and Turgon-muse --- trust me on this Jake) want to hurl just a little bit. Or at least make gagging noises.

I just have to remind myself it wouldn't work. One character who was too obviously perpetually horny, and another who seems now to want nothing to do with sex. So that would be bad, in the end.

But I have six really great --- oh, there's the buzzer...

I... might be back. I don't know how many batches are left.

Lucky you. It's like Russian roulette. Will there be another post... or not?

Bang.

Well, you know what this means. One batch left.

Which means this could be the last inappropriately long entry of the night, or, this might only be the beginning.

It's probably the last one.

The lemon balls turns out awesomely, thanks to the addition of lemon peel and juice vs lemon fake liquid stuff (taken from the idea that the orange cookies benefited from the orange peel)

Artanis is back. This time for nuzzling.

And turning my vest into a kitty bed.

Have I yet pontificated about the solar yard lights? No? Alright, then.

So, the house we have has no outdoor electrical. I am going to put this, as I have placed other things, into the 'House used to be owned by FBI guy who might have been a little paranoid' column. I could see him rerouting the electrical so that no one ever was able to use or steal electrical from the outside. But, this makes yard decorations not so easy.

Until we discovered the solar & batter powered decorations. You know those deer people have? We have one, but it runs on two rechargeable D batteries. And we have cute little snowflakes on stakes that change color, all solar charged. So, while I initially was worrying about high electric bills if we did a lot of decorating, it was just decorations that were a little more expensive to begin with, but that we'll never have to buy anything for again to use.

I wonder how many people have their hand over the unfriend button at this point... oh! There's... wait, never mind I already talked about that...

OMG! I just reread that 447 word thing I have sitting there, and the word SHUN is in it! It's a sign! It has to be!

Or, I'm just overly tired. You decide.

But seriously... gah. Now I have to use it. Maybe... maybe they'll be together, and then, of course there's disapproval, but then maybe things will change and they'll... oh, I don't know, I'll think of something.

Argon just gave me an idea. One that might work, too.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEP. Yup. Cookie time.

I doubt you'll see me again tonight. I REALLY need sleep.

As if THAT wasn't obvious.

I really love that icon, but I just never have reason to use it. It practically makes no sense, even in the context of the story it relates to, but still. It's a keeper!

Cookies need to cool

So you're stuck with me for at least another five minutes. Maybe ten.

Well that was fun. Made at least fifteen dozen cookies tonight. As always, had muses helping... Erestor, Haldir, Fingon, and Ereinion. Glorfindel, Tintilien, and Tellin wandered in briefly, but they were gone as fast as they came in. Feanor, briefly, but he only ever wants to be the taste tester.

Arte tried so hard to stay away, but she's sleeping sitting up. It's quite amusing. Don't worry, I'll carry her up with me when I go to bed.

I cleaned off my desk at work today. And found that the majority of what was there was dumped there by other people. So I've established a bin, outside the door, for people to dump stuff into.

(Most items will probably find their way immediately if not sooner to the circular file...)

Also, I found my mouse. My old, squishy mouse, so I promptly replaced the crappy new one with my old non-standard one. So I am happy, for I have a scroll button thingie again.

Roller scroller thing.

A... a non-stupid three button mouse. I mean, that's like a calf with two heads. It was damned annoying to use.

I guess those cookies are probably cool by now.

Better taste one just to be sure....