it's friday night and i'm determined to have some f-u-n

I'm back. Not 100% by any means, but I'm back. I spent the majority of yesterday going from the futon to the bed and back to the futon. Thanks to Peter I had hours of the Gilmore Girls to keep me company which is perfect sick-girl viewing. Lots of witty banter without having to think. I was productive in that I finished a gift for my secret santa person here at work. I usually hate these types of things, but this year I got a really good person who despite giving me very little to go on (hobbies: walking and spending time with family; snacks: fruit) I have managed to come up with creative and relatively cool presents that she has definitely enjoyed. Though I'm in need of one more winter-y fruit for Monday (she's already gotten clementines and a pomegranate so I'm thinking pear) she's basically done.


Unlike the rest of the Christmas presents I have to create! The next week is going to be all sweatshopped out as I've got some serious work to do. Half of what I need to do has to be finished by next Monday so it can be shipped East and West. I'm confident this will happen. I also have the library Christmas party to deal with. I really wanted to make the Fig and Walnut Tapenade with Goat Cheese, but was talked out of it by someone who suggested it would be wasted on the palates of most of those I work with so Artichoke Toasties it will be. I also have to make a Gramercy Tavern Gingerbread in exchange for some vegetarian tamales (I'm totally getting off easy with that one as tamales take forever) and somewhere in there I'd really like to make some Carmel-Dark Chocolate Truffles with Fleur De Sel for little gifts though Metal just blogged about some bacon chocolates which, I'm not gonna lie, sound insanely intriguing.


Yeah. Right. Okay. Not panicking.


Tomorrow morning I need to get crafty supplies. 12-2pm we're going to a birthday party where I am determined to have fun regardless of how uncomfortable the entire situation will be. Post-party I hope we're snagging a beer with Fatty as he's heading to India in a few short weeks. Tomorrow night it would be really swell if Shadetree and Ericka and Joel and Joan could come over and hang out in the new place. Sunday I might be discussing His Dark Materials with my gayboyfriend Michael and then Monday it's back to work.

Not. Panicking.