Yesterday was The Raccoon's birthday, so I made bread pudding. I've been wanting to make it for a bit, had a taste in my mouth, and took this as a wonderful opportunity to do so.

Unfortunately, I made that decision partway through Thursday, and I knew that the bread needed time to get stale, and I had no bread at home.

Well, what would you have done? I went to the deli and said "May I have seven slices of white bread?" The counterman was somewhat taken aback, but gave it to me anyway, after some consultation I was charged $1, and I went back to the office and spread it all over my desk, much to the hilarity of my officemates.

I had to explain about thirty times that it was for a recipe for which I needed stale bread and I didn't particularly want to make it at 4a, so I had to stale the bread at work.

I am regarded as an amusing eccentric at my office who walks around in bare feet and swears loudly, so spreading seven slices of white bread on my desk was par for the course.

I brought in enough to hand round to my immediate associates, and it went over big, natch. I also got The Raccoon a copy of Time and Again, because when I got it again the other week she said "O yeah, isn't that the book that you told me to get? I'll buy it today!" and then she didn't.

It was a somewhat annoying day at work other than pudding and presents, because after a week of nothing a ton of busy-work fell on me at once. At least neither The Evil Overlord nor Linus were there, which I though was a very considerate birthday present.

I was there until 1a. No, not working, I was only working until 10.30p, I was scanning pictures the rest of the two-and-a-half hours. And I've gotta go to the darkroom now, so here's one of them. It was taken after Bonnie's christening earlier this year, and it's one of my contest pics.

Okay, my Paint Shop Pro has expired, I'm late for the darkroom, and the image is much too big and I can't resize it anywhere! Why do all of these stupid programs come without resizing capabilities!

Alright, for now I'm resizing it here, so forgive the download, but tonight I'll fix it properly.

Today's horoscope:
Today's the day to do something for your own pleasure. Get a massage, a facial, a manicure, a pedicure, or other indulgence.

One year ago today:
Nope, crawled out of bed like an old newt, as per usual...

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