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December 23rd, 2012


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I was turned down for a part because I'm "too Asian". As if it's something I can turn on and off! As if my abilities are hindered by the fact I speak Japanese! I politely told the casting agent I was born in New York and hold dual citizenship.

Bastard.

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You know what's really awesome?

I HAVE GODDAMN WINGS. I have no idea why, but I am seriously not going to complain, because awesome.

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...I think I'm actually pulling this off. Today I got most of the make ahead stuff for tomorrow night's party actually prepared, while Mom didn't have to do a thing but give me pointers. She offered to help, but you know, defeats the purpose of me throwing Christmas and all, doesn't it? As of right now, I have made several kinds of cookie, gotten stuff ready to throw in the oven tomorrow, and even managed to get ahold of fish that I'm not going to ruin. Mom's side is from Poland and Christmas Eve dinner is traditionally a meatless thing. I know nobody would have cared all that much if I broke it but I wanted to do it RIGHT for once, you know?

There was a Christmas Eve, in law school, when I served them pizza. Homemade though it was, it was kinda a major disaster and I felt bad about it so it's time to make it up and be a grownup, right?

I may, of course, eat my death of shrimp before the meal is served (mild allergy that gives me hives but I'm not smart enough to stay away) but it's going to be amazing all the same.



And then for Christmas DAY, I've managed to not wreck my latest attempt at making gravy and I'm reasonably sure I'll be able to replicate it. Who knew this kind of thing was so easy when you applied yourself/had your mom giving you tips from the living room.

Tomorrow, a couple cousins, a few aunts and uncles, and Richard, who might as well be family, in all the ways that count, are starting to come in. I'm looking forward to not being the screw up host for once. Of course, if Santa Claus could put a girlfriend under the tree too...

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Anyone else have weird stuff happen after they wished on a star? I didn't know Jiminy Cricket was right, as a kid nothing ever happened to me.

I was just wondering if this is some sort of weird body anomaly where I'm singularly strange or if it's an epidemic.