I officially applied for a transfer back to Texas.
Cue stress and anxiety.
You mean BBQ and hush puppies.
The apple is cold, crisp, and sour as the juices fill your mouth. As you consume the fruit, you glimpse, for a moment, a massive, shadowy figure, Her snow-white hair framing a perfect, icy-eyed visage. Beneath you, a vast, perfect web of silken strands lies - and, for a moment, you realize that you too are part of it, weaver and strand both - and home.
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"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
Just one more eight-hour drive and I will be officially moved back to the Midwest (which isn't something I would normally rave about, but I really hate driving cross-country).
I officially applied for a transfer back to Texas.
Cue stress and anxiety.
You mean BBQ and hush puppies.
Wait...are hush puppies a Texas thing? I didn't really eat hush puppies.
I would consider them a 'southern' thing. But I love hush puppies. Every five or six years or so.
The apple is cold, crisp, and sour as the juices fill your mouth. As you consume the fruit, you glimpse, for a moment, a massive, shadowy figure, Her snow-white hair framing a perfect, icy-eyed visage. Beneath you, a vast, perfect web of silken strands lies - and, for a moment, you realize that you too are part of it, weaver and strand both - and home.
"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
I was SO confused. Hush Puppies in Australia are a brand of shoes. Much wtf.
I only know them as shoes too. :-/
Avurekhos says, "Dylara's a PvP menace in my eyes, totes rekting face."
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable. Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
Americans are just so weird. I cannot even with you guys sometimes, and you give us grief for PERFECTLY LOGICAL THINGS, OKAY.
Wildeflower Aramel Strongleaf says to Xiran, "My cousin's attitude to life is rather like her attitude towards cake - to have everything, and at once, and lots of it."
Fried dough and similar things are not exactly weird. It is pretty oldschool these days. Heck, even fried oreos / cheesecake / pickles have been around for years. Fried beer? That showed up a couple years ago. There is a restaurant (at least one) that will fry anything that's edible for you (pizza? Done. Sandwich? Sure! Candy? Cool. Some random thing? Why not?).
We are moving into Fair-season again, so we will get to see what the new fried craze is this year. Just googled it, apparently August 28th is when the Texas State Fair announces their finalists.
So I recently made jjajangmyeon with deep-fried lardons, because I lacked pork belly and had to use a leaner cut of pork. Jjajangmyeon absolutely requires the fat content in the pork belly in order for the sauce to turn out right, so yeah... deep fried pork fat.
Not exactly the same as deep fried lard, since lard pigs produce a much different sort of fat. But pretty close.
Less than three hours and I have three days off, thus concluding my crazy busy weekend since I worked Saturday and Sunday, had the boyfriend visit Sunday night and spent all day Monday visiting family.
I am one sleepy person, three days of sleep and relaxation (I hope).
Avurekhos says, "Dylara's a PvP menace in my eyes, totes rekting face."
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable. Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
"Oh yeah, you're a naughty mayor, aren't you? Misfile that Form MA631-D. Comptroller Shevat's got a nice gemstone disc for you, but yer gonna have to beg for it."
I finally managed to find a psychiatrist in the area who is accepting new patients. I've seriously been trying to manage this since around February. I have an appointment for the end of this month. This is such fortuitous timing after the trouble I've been having with my doctor in regards to medication. Maybe there's hope after all.
I have an interview on Tuesday, it's the office I used to work in but a different department (though they work in the same room). If I get it, it's a 1 year contract. Eeee. If not, I'm getting interviews, eeee!
Avurekhos says, "Dylara's a PvP menace in my eyes, totes rekting face."
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable. Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
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Cue stress and anxiety.
Tonight amidst the mountaintops
And endless starless night
Singing how the wind was lost
Before an earthly flight
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable.
Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
We are moving into Fair-season again, so we will get to see what the new fried craze is this year. Just googled it, apparently August 28th is when the Texas State Fair announces their finalists.
Not exactly the same as deep fried lard, since lard pigs produce a much different sort of fat. But pretty close.
I am one sleepy person, three days of sleep and relaxation (I hope).
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable.
Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
The eye of Dylara materialises in your hands and flings itself around your neck, tightening incomprehensibly until it is irremovable.
Perfectly clean, this eyeball has been wrenched from the socket of Dylara. It has been animated by some unusual force, constantly looking around itself as if in shock or fear. It is bathed in a light covering of white flames that roll endlessly over its surface. A single chain of empyreal metal pierces either side of the eye, allowing it to be worn around the neck.
Do you guys seriously have to deep fry everything?
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