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In my epic struggle to find yeast (which was actually pretty easy to find once I remembered the most likely place to have it, but it's in an old neighborhood I hate to go to by car because the streets are really narrow and there's no place whatsoever to park and it's HOT because there are no trees and it smells FUNNY and stuff), I went to a taco stand that was THE PLACE to go while I was in high school. Oh man, good times. So many memories. PLUS, there's they're the best barbacoa tacos in town, so that made me happy. Very happy, actually. Yummy.

I should've bought more yeast, though, I only got 100 gms because it was the less they would sell but once I got back I realized I could've like, saved it and stuff. *headdesk*

In other news, Msscribe and her batshitness are back, and now I can die happy. THIS IS THE BESTEST WANK EVER. SERIOUSLY. SO FUNNY.

( that book meme )

Comment on this post. I will choose 6 interests from your profile and you will explain what each of them means (and why you're interested in them).

snubullownsyou asked me about these ones:

Alphonse Mucha: My absolute favorite painter, in any period. All of his paintings are so fluid and colorful and dreamy and absolutely stunning - this man's work is honestly beautiful. My favorite painting of his is Le Nuit.

Casanova: A wonderful British series about the life of Giacomo Casanova, playboy extraordinaire. The series that made me start fangirling David Tennant, it's so well written and acted and it has lovely music and costumes and cinematography and I just love it to bits. ♥

Garbage: While they're not my favorite band anymore, I still think of them fondly all the time, and I still love their music. My favorite song? Probably 'Sleep Together', although 'Deadwood' is also incredible.

Killing Moonix: inside joke, lol. I stole this interest from terraneanblues in relation to moonix, of course, and we all share it (there's a 'killing nekare' version too) because we like to believe we share the crown for supreme angst queen and we like to kill each other with angst. BECAUSE WE'RE THAT COOL.

Samurai Champloo: One of the best animes I've ever seen - this one was made by the same people that did Cowboy Bebop, Witch Hunter Robin and Ergo Proxy, and oposing Cowboy Bebop (which has Jazz in space), it's all about time misplacement and it's set in the Tokugawa era FEATURING HIP-HOP DANCING SAMURAIS. LIKE, FOR REAL. It's so awesome, promise, I nearly burst something laughing while watching it for the first time. Besides, the animation is top-notch.

Trainspotting: A truly amazing movie about a group of junkies in Scotland in the 90s - crude and honest and yet funny, this one's a hell of a jewel. Plus, it has Ewan McGregor in the main role, which is always a Very, Very, Good Thing. One of those movies that are wonderful in their simplicity.

AAAAAARGH, STUPID, STUPID CINNAMON ROLLS. WHAT IN HELL POSSESSED ME INTO THINKING IT'D BE A GOOD IDEA TO TRY AND MAKE THEM?

First of all, I hadn't made honest-to-God dough in a couple of years, and it took me more than an hour to tame it into submission, and by then my back ached to no end and I was so tired of standing. Then, the stupid yeast pretty much didn't work, so even if I waited about two hours before getting it into the oven THEY DIDN'T RISE. AT ALL.

ARGH. I started making these things at about 5 today. It's ten and I just got them out of the oven AND THEY'RE NOT COMPLETELY COOKED, even if the stayed there for about 20 minutes more than the recipe said they should. ARGH ARGH ARGH WHAT A WASTE. They look kinda pretty, though. STILL. I'm not doing this EVER again. (And I was kinda looking forward to making chocolate-filled croissants next, but if today's fiasco is any indication, maybe I should wait a bit. Dunno.)

In other, happier news, I'm finally hooked with Gabriel García Márquez's El Amor en Tiempos del Cólera (Love in the times of cholera), and really, it's odd, but him and Isabel Allende are the only authors that can pull off the 'years later, he couldn't have said... blah blah' thing - they switch perspective and timing and place sometimes in one parapraph, and yet, it works so. well. Maybe it's a Them thing? Dunno. But I hadn't been this excited about somethinf of GGM since I last re-read his peregrin tales.