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Just a good day, that's all
Mar. 5th, 2007 01:16 amI feel like today was shockingly productive, without being overwhelming. Really a great balance; if I could get that to happen everyday, I'd be so far ahead of the game.
Kevin and I got up at a reasonable hour this morning (like... 11? we have a skewed view of 'reasonable'), and decided to go to Whole World for their Sunday brunch. Always a fine choice, I think. Whole World (roughly across from Cornerstone Cafe at High & Como) is a delicious vegetarian restaurant that I wouldn't have any qualms about taking meativores to-- everything is hearty and delicious, and very reasonably priced. Kevin had the Big Breakfast (two eggs any style -- or scrambled tofu, which he got; veggie hash, for which Whole World is justifiably famous; two 'sausage' patties whose recipe I really need to figure out, because they're great; and toast. I had a tasty southwestern quiche chock full of black beans, peppers, jack cheese, etc, along with a cup of Irish bean soup. So filling and wonderful.
Back at the ranch, I worked on setting up the images for my art project. I had taken a screen capture of some text, but had foolishly not noticed that it included some squiggly underlines from MS Word, so had to redo those. Also had to do a large amount of work with my hand-scripted calligraphy; I was changing it from black to ochre, and doing some reduplication of the initial capital to do a multi-colored illumination. Unfortunately, I had to teach myself the basics of the GIMP in the process, which really lengthened the time required. And required installing the GIMP, which I hadn't yet done on this new computer. And then the best part: I had printed the squiggly images before I realized they were, you know, squiggly, so that necessitated a trip back out to the Meijer later in the day to buy more transfer paper, sigh. But I'm getting ahead of myself, because before that I did some work requesting sources for my Medieval paper. Did you know that Dissertation Abstracts often will give you full text of the indexed dissertations? I certainly didn't, but I was immensely excited to be able to get a hold of Ed Eleazer's PhD diss. from Florida State back in 1984, since everybody (and their dog) seems to think it's pretty spiffy for work on The Gast of Gy (which does make sense, given that his diss. was an edition of the quatrain MSS with critical commentary).
And then there was the joyous Meijer trip. Sawmill Rd. is really ridiculously far away -- the drive takes longer than I think it should, every bloody time. But whatever, I got my paper, and a bottle of Pickapeppa sauce (which is delicious in and of itself, and also happens to be an excellent vegetarian substitute for Worcestershire sauce -- I keep learning new things), among other random things (you know, if you're at Meijer anyway...).
Watched The Dresden Files and Battlestar Galactica with Liz and Molly while eating the Oyaku Don they made, and now have been doing random internet stuff and laundry. And making some barbecue sauce on the stove, on the suspicion I might use it tomorrow. I this really the last week? Jesus, how the time has flown.
Kevin and I got up at a reasonable hour this morning (like... 11? we have a skewed view of 'reasonable'), and decided to go to Whole World for their Sunday brunch. Always a fine choice, I think. Whole World (roughly across from Cornerstone Cafe at High & Como) is a delicious vegetarian restaurant that I wouldn't have any qualms about taking meativores to-- everything is hearty and delicious, and very reasonably priced. Kevin had the Big Breakfast (two eggs any style -- or scrambled tofu, which he got; veggie hash, for which Whole World is justifiably famous; two 'sausage' patties whose recipe I really need to figure out, because they're great; and toast. I had a tasty southwestern quiche chock full of black beans, peppers, jack cheese, etc, along with a cup of Irish bean soup. So filling and wonderful.
Back at the ranch, I worked on setting up the images for my art project. I had taken a screen capture of some text, but had foolishly not noticed that it included some squiggly underlines from MS Word, so had to redo those. Also had to do a large amount of work with my hand-scripted calligraphy; I was changing it from black to ochre, and doing some reduplication of the initial capital to do a multi-colored illumination. Unfortunately, I had to teach myself the basics of the GIMP in the process, which really lengthened the time required. And required installing the GIMP, which I hadn't yet done on this new computer. And then the best part: I had printed the squiggly images before I realized they were, you know, squiggly, so that necessitated a trip back out to the Meijer later in the day to buy more transfer paper, sigh. But I'm getting ahead of myself, because before that I did some work requesting sources for my Medieval paper. Did you know that Dissertation Abstracts often will give you full text of the indexed dissertations? I certainly didn't, but I was immensely excited to be able to get a hold of Ed Eleazer's PhD diss. from Florida State back in 1984, since everybody (and their dog) seems to think it's pretty spiffy for work on The Gast of Gy (which does make sense, given that his diss. was an edition of the quatrain MSS with critical commentary).
And then there was the joyous Meijer trip. Sawmill Rd. is really ridiculously far away -- the drive takes longer than I think it should, every bloody time. But whatever, I got my paper, and a bottle of Pickapeppa sauce (which is delicious in and of itself, and also happens to be an excellent vegetarian substitute for Worcestershire sauce -- I keep learning new things), among other random things (you know, if you're at Meijer anyway...).
Watched The Dresden Files and Battlestar Galactica with Liz and Molly while eating the Oyaku Don they made, and now have been doing random internet stuff and laundry. And making some barbecue sauce on the stove, on the suspicion I might use it tomorrow. I this really the last week? Jesus, how the time has flown.
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