Tonight I made a "peanut sauce" with so much cilantro that it was green and so much garlic that it actually burned my tongue. I'll be curious to see how it tastes tomorrow. I might have to cut it with some more peanut butter.

Just stop by if you need something to kill all your worms!

Been meaning to note that I dreamt a few nights ago that reading the label on my supposedly pure, raw, extra-virgin coconut oil, "soy flour" and "soy lecithin" were listed among the ingredients. Probably one of my more uncommon conceptions of true horror.

I got the apartment I want. I'll be moving in in early November. I have to start packing and I have to pay a huge amount of money, but I am pleased.

This is good. It's a basic summary of where the American diet is wrong, vegetarian or not.

Saw Serenity tonight, never having seen a single episode of Firefly. It was great, though.

I should go to bed.

I think my old capitalist Christian neighbor secretly likes my funky music. More than once I've looked outside while I'm blaring Prince or Black Eyed Peas or something with my windows open, and there he is on the other side of the fence, practicing his golf swing.

Baby shower food made me feel all crappy. Oh, well. Tomorrow after working out I will make beet kvass and clean house. I'm very excited about the kvass. There are lots of beets to use from my neighbor's garden, so I think I might do an alcoholic batch and a regular batch.

There is so much grooving that needs to be done tonight that I'm sure I won't be able to do it all myself.

Imagine what a thrill it once was to ride a horse drunk.

I miss perplexxi!

( I actually have had flowers stuffed in my pants before for 'artistic' reasons )