Why not? The 10 game....

Copied from welshmaidn, who copied it from petermarcus, who copied it (I think) from in2oblivion, and I don't know the rest of the begats after that-;)

10 minutes ago: Sent an e-mail to someone who bought a book from me on Amazon.com, and to whom I apparently sent the wrong book. (I still can't believe I did that. I ordered the right book from Amazon to ship overnight mail.)

10 hours ago: Mailed books (there seems to be a theme here) and talked to Erik.

10 days ago: Probably asleep at this hour. Met with my case manager at Kaiser during the day.

10 weeks ago: Was still working at the start-up. Had just gotten back from visiting my mom in Detroit. Had recently been diagnosed with OCD and was taking Prozac and attending mental health classes at Kaiser.

10 months ago: Oh god. That was the night after Chaos died. That was that horrible time when (within less than two weeks time) I had mysterious health problems that turned out to be menopause, there was a hostage crisis in my condo and Chaos died, I left my old job*, and began my job at the startup. (Add being diagnosed with OCD and bipolar disorder, leaving my job at the startup, and being unemployed for a while for health reasons, and you get one hell of a year-;))

10 years ago: I'm not totally sure; I wasn't documenting it-;) It was during the time period that was the height of my career: I kind of was the star of the contract firm for which I worked, and they made me a manager. I stepped down from management after 6 months because I didn't like the person whom I was becoming.

*For those of you who know where I used to work, I don't generally state where because I've written about work in my journal.

Sigh of relief

The person to whom I sent the wrong book said that my response "was everything that he hoped for and more!!!" Guess my damage control worked.

I'm a lazy bum

Unlike when I took a leave last year, when I had to drag myself back to work kicking and screaming, I actually miss working.

I need to convince myself that going through my stuff is my job right now. Maybe somehow I can convince myself that I'm about to move right now. Maybe I should post pictures of moving vans or some such.

If push comes to shove, moving is what I'll do. It's far better to be unemployed in a place where you own your domicile than in one where you have a mortgage.

I really need to get cracking. Step 1: log off of LJ....

Cream of tartar?

Does anyone have any idea where I can get cream of tartar? Do grocery stores carry it, and if so, with what type of merchandise?

Never mind. Just answered my own question through the magic of the internet-;) I'll try the spice aisle.

For those of you who are interested in what I'm cooking (somewhat to my surprise), last night I made fish coated in garlic, Dijon mustard, white wine, and fresh basil. (Served it with a spinach salad.) Tonight I'm making veggie burgers with a sauce containing garlic, red wine, celery, bay leaves, parsley, thyme, sour cream, paprika, and teriyaki sauce.

I'll make pancakes with soy flour whenever I can get cream of tartar-;)

We have consensus

I took the Star Wars personality test, and guess who I wound up as....

Yep, R2D2. Couldn't stop laughing.