i may be a bird in a cage but at least it's your cage

i had a cavity filled this morning, near the back on my lower left jaw, and oh, frell, does my whole face hurt, still. all the cavities i've had filled before this have been on my upper jaw, and none of them have left me with active muscle and jaw pain like this. *whines*

in other news, i made the most delicious meatballs in the history of the universe for dinner tonight. i know you're going to look at the recipe and say, beer and hot 'n' spicy ketchup, really?, but i swear, they were so delicious i would like to go eat all the leftovers now. except that i'm full, and my teeth hurt. so i share the recipe, which is from a "cook with beer!" cookbook that kickthebeat and i bought a couple of months ago. it requires a slow cooker/crock pot, so if you don't have one, you will be out of luck, but if you do, i totally recommend this recipe. these meatballs are amazing.

( hot and spicy meatballs )

and finally, bones! bones is totally my happy non-fannish tv place these days; i've read some booth/brennan and some angela/jack, but i don't really feel the need to read fic for this show, or be otherwise fannish about it. it gives me everything i need (except a girlfriend for zach! i want zach to have a girlfriend) in text, and i'm not really left with a desire to be fannish about it. BUT STILL, LET US DISCUSS THE AWESOMENESS. consider there to be spoilers through tonight's episode in the comments.

i *heart* waffle house.

i just had apple pie for dinner. that's my idea of celebration.

( walk the line )

( nip/tuck season one through sophia lopez ii )

( a brief moment re: my personal life )

april and i had wild adventures finding the waffle house at 54 and fayetteville (how hard can it be to find a waffle house? REALLY HARD, apparently) yesterday, but it was eventually located and breakfast was consumed, and can i just say? i love waffle house so much. SO MUCH. if i was to make a list of things i love most about living in the south, that list would look something like a.) waffle house b.) cheerwine c.) sweet tea d.) free tickets to carolina basketball games e.) grits. four of five? food products of some variety. that's the way to my heart, man. FOOD PRODUCTS.

i finished one of three big final projects yesterday, so i devoted the remainder of the evening to resurrecting two half-finished due south stories and thinking about THE HAIR. i made minimal progress re: the stories, but i made excellent progress contemplating THE HAIR and my apparent future as a writer who produces nothing but epic john sheppard gen stories. i'm tackling the annotated bibliography tonight and then i'm taking the rest of the week off to think about THE HAIR, damn it.

anyway. in conclusion, ray kowalski. seriously. i'm going to finish those stories if it kills me.

once upon a time, i made a mix of songs about baseball, and recently i keep thinking that i should make a mix of songs that sound like they're about baseball but really aren't at all, headlined by the mountain goats' "cubs in five" and belle & sebastian's "piazza, new york catcher".

the tivo insists on refusing to find any episodes of the adventures of pete & pete for me to watch, which makes me horribly sad on several levels, level one being that i can't afford to buy season one of pete & pete on dvd and level four being that since acquiring the tivo, i have become convinced that every show that has ever aired on television is on at some point during the day and it's just that i'm not usually awake at four am to watch reruns of clarissa explains it all. and yet! there is no pete & pete! my heart, it hurts.

last night, however, i did tivo the episode of the simpsons where selma tries to adopt a chinese baby, and they spraypaint homer gold and sneak him into the orphanage as a buddha, which is funny on a seriously personal level if you went to college with me and ever heard the story of the time that my technical director spraypainted an acquaintance of mine gold and sat him onstage as a buddha during a production of the king and i.

in other news, iced tea + amaretto equals the best idea i have had in weeks, except, you know, hangover.

p.s. dear uncursed: thanks for a totally entertaining series this weekend. come back soon! love, the cubs cursed

President Josiah Bartlet: If I cook it inside the turkey, is there a chance I could kill my guests? I'm not saying that's necessarily a deal-breaker. (from "The Indians In The Lobby")



i am feeling very full and mostly happy, and zennerthanyou and bryiarrose are on their way over to hang out. woo.

MINIONS, BRING ME SUSHI.

I am craving Carolina vinegar barbeque so badly that I can taste it.

I love Chicago and my life here more than I can say, but the reality of going home to Chapel Hill next year, even if I only live there for the few years I'm in school, makes my heart want to burst with happiness. And lust. Lust for barbeque, particularly. And also basketball tickets.

I'm going to go nuke myself some tomato soup now. It is, for the record, a poor substitute for barbeque.

MINIONS, BRING ME BURRITOS, FOR I AM HUNGRY.

Watching the Food Network makes me hungry.