Sweet and Sour
So, the GRE, it hath come and gone. I think I did pretty well.
My life is entirely consumed by union matters, collective bargaining, strike preparation, etc., etc. Several times today, I realized, "Hey, my heart is racing." I also feel sick with worry about 90% of my waking hours. Stay tuned for further developments.
I made cookies on Monday night, my first day off from union stuff in a week. My mom used to make these chocolate no-bake delights, and they were always my favorite: brown, glossy, oatmeal-y. And you don't even have to bake them; baking is always the most tedious aspect of cookie making.
Chocolate No-Bake Cookies
1 stick butter
2 c. sugar
0.5 c. milk
5 T. cocoa powder
Bring to a boil, then boil rapidly for 1.5 minutes. Remove from heat. Add:
0.5 c. peanut butter
1 t. vanilla
3.5 c. quick-cooking oats (stir in slowly to coat all the oats)
Let the mix cool for a minute, and then drop by spoonfuls onto wax or parchment paper. Cool. When it looks like dried poo, you'll know it's eatin' time!
I ate about a frillion of these, which helped my heart palpitations a little bit. Also helping: sex and red wine. I am a fucking chicklit novel come to life.
My life is entirely consumed by union matters, collective bargaining, strike preparation, etc., etc. Several times today, I realized, "Hey, my heart is racing." I also feel sick with worry about 90% of my waking hours. Stay tuned for further developments.
I made cookies on Monday night, my first day off from union stuff in a week. My mom used to make these chocolate no-bake delights, and they were always my favorite: brown, glossy, oatmeal-y. And you don't even have to bake them; baking is always the most tedious aspect of cookie making.
Chocolate No-Bake Cookies
1 stick butter
2 c. sugar
0.5 c. milk
5 T. cocoa powder
Bring to a boil, then boil rapidly for 1.5 minutes. Remove from heat. Add:
0.5 c. peanut butter
1 t. vanilla
3.5 c. quick-cooking oats (stir in slowly to coat all the oats)
Let the mix cool for a minute, and then drop by spoonfuls onto wax or parchment paper. Cool. When it looks like dried poo, you'll know it's eatin' time!
I ate about a frillion of these, which helped my heart palpitations a little bit. Also helping: sex and red wine. I am a fucking chicklit novel come to life.
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