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Dear Goodness,

Please play a show before the end of June. I'll even dye my hair some color Danny hasn't seen before.

hugs and kisses,
darkluna

A real entry

My practice run with fondant wasn't as successful as it could have been. I need a much more nonstick surface for next time! Still, my little cake was cute and pretty and tasted fine. I used powdered sugar instead of flour for rolling out the fondant, and used too much, which gave it a cloudy-sky effect that was actually pretty cool (dyeing it proved easier than rolling it out). It got too hard and cracky, though, after it was on the cake. And because of said non-nonstick surface, it broke into all sorts of little pieces, so I ended up placing it on the cake patchwork instead of neatly picking it up and laying it prettily over the cake like a tablecloth.

The recipes for the cake and the frosting I used between the layers came from the Settlement Cookbook, which my grandma gave me when I got married. They were both really yummy. The book is old and a bit dated. It makes extensive use of citrons in the pastries, for example. And the title page has this distressing little smiling housewife in an apron, and it says underneath her: "The way to a man's heart" in what I am sure is a very perky, simpering tone. But it's also full of useful information, like how to make hot buttered rum and what the temperatures are for all the stages of candy-making.

Every time I use the cookbook, I remember Gram making pies and the way her arthritis-bent fingers would fly around the pie plate, fluting the edges perfectly. She didn't even need to look at what she was doing. She was a very brisk and confident cook. I am more like her mother, who she used to say would dirty every pan in the house when she cooked anything at all. I end up with yummy food, but Gram ended up with delicious food and did it neatly.

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My Mal Reynolds crush is threatening to turn into a Nathan Fillion crush, and this is very, very bad. Curse him and his cute dorkiness!

It's easier on the soul...well, on my soul, anyway...if I must love unrequitedly, to love the fictional unrequitedly. If this were different, it might almost have happened feels worse than physically and in all other ways impossible. If you want someone you can't have because your circumstances or timing in life are not quite right, it's very bad. You start tormenting yourself with questions like "What if I had moved six months earlier and stopped being a pussy three years earlier?" When you want someone you can't have because reality's basic rules prevent it, you can just overidentify with Diana Villiers Winry Rockbell Kaylee Frye someone canonically close to them and be fine. *sigh*