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todayiamadaisy) wrote2011-05-04 08:26 pm
todayiamadaisy) wrote2011-05-04 08:26 pm
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The space rock concert
I don't want to start a stampede, but apparently jute floor mats are only $9.95 at Lincraft. I heard that on the radio while I was on hold this afternoon. Hurry in.
Do you remember my remittance advices? The ones I spent half an afternoon last week trying to fix, only to work out that it was better to print them on paper with a personalised footer instead? Well, I printed 100 copies that day, and I've used maybe 10, at most, since. This morning I couldn't find the remaining 90 pages anywhere, so I asked my colleague and office-mate, Brian, if he'd seen them. 'Oh,' he said, looking guiltily at his new message pad, 'I chopped that up yesterday for scrap paper.' So I've printed another hundred copies and put it next to our printer with a post-it saying that it's not scrap paper. Not that he'll need to make himself a new message pad for ages: he cuts each sheet into four with the guillotine, so he's now got 360 A6 pages to work his way through.
I feel I should warn you, f-list, that the new season of MasterChef Australia started this week. So that's the winter months sorted. Will this year bring us anything as mad as the deconstructed cupcake (crumbs on a stump) or as vile as the chocolate mousse drizzled in olive oil? As I write, half the contestants went fishing and had to cook what they caught. The ones who didn't fancy that got to stay home and cook the judges' choice of sea food. This turned out to be crocodile, which, it's fair to say, poleaxed them. One of them is planning to cook a crocodile schnitzel, which are two words I've never thought of together before. Will the judges like it? (No, it was chewy. So we've all learnt something tonight.)
Do you remember my remittance advices? The ones I spent half an afternoon last week trying to fix, only to work out that it was better to print them on paper with a personalised footer instead? Well, I printed 100 copies that day, and I've used maybe 10, at most, since. This morning I couldn't find the remaining 90 pages anywhere, so I asked my colleague and office-mate, Brian, if he'd seen them. 'Oh,' he said, looking guiltily at his new message pad, 'I chopped that up yesterday for scrap paper.' So I've printed another hundred copies and put it next to our printer with a post-it saying that it's not scrap paper. Not that he'll need to make himself a new message pad for ages: he cuts each sheet into four with the guillotine, so he's now got 360 A6 pages to work his way through.
I feel I should warn you, f-list, that the new season of MasterChef Australia started this week. So that's the winter months sorted. Will this year bring us anything as mad as the deconstructed cupcake (crumbs on a stump) or as vile as the chocolate mousse drizzled in olive oil? As I write, half the contestants went fishing and had to cook what they caught. The ones who didn't fancy that got to stay home and cook the judges' choice of sea food. This turned out to be crocodile, which, it's fair to say, poleaxed them. One of them is planning to cook a crocodile schnitzel, which are two words I've never thought of together before. Will the judges like it? (No, it was chewy. So we've all learnt something tonight.)