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I'm back to business

Christmas was a success. Capt S turned up with minimal warning, but all was well because I literally make enough food to feed an army.

My first attempt at cooking duck was a mixed success. The roast needed extra time and the stuffing was horrible, but the duck itself was rather excellent.

People - stick cloves into the skins of your roast bird or white meat. It makes a lovely difference to the flavours.

The orange sauce I made... worked.

Not doing duck immediately very soon.

And this may sound demented, but we got TOO MANY PRAWNS. And now there's like two or more kilos with the shells still on and no inclination to go shelling those shits.

I refuse to waste prawns, though, so I have to figure out something.

I lost a portion of my right thumb's knuckle to the orange sauce, and received multiple piercings from the prawns AND some random baby crabs that were in with the aforementioned shellfish.

Fun was had, and today, we pln to go see the Doctor at the cinemas. And then I shall spread my love for The Adventure Zone onto my Friendo.

But for now, I have a tale to tell.

Challenge #01815-D354: Complex Brain Chemistry

That first cup of coffee that finally gets your brain out of bed. -- Knitnan

Consciousness and cogniscence are two different states of being. One learns this quickly with a human in one's immediate vicinity. Folkax was still attempting to fathom it. The ships' Human was one of the ones with an irregular sleep cycle, and an even worse method of retaining wakefulness.

Human Ren would stumble out of their sleep nook with a complaining moan when they 'could not sleep anymore',

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Tis the day before Christmas

I have wrapped all that I ever plan to wrap. I have labeled everything that I am going to label.

I still need to do the cheesecake portion of the desserts, but part of that process is loud as fuck and the rest of the house is sound asleep and I won't disturb anyone's rest.

Tonight's dinner will be cooked chook and salad. End of.

And I will probably make the stuffing the night before so I don't have to stress about

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Challenge #01814-D353: A Deal's a Deal

A lonely person sells their soul to Satan to be their friend —phantomrose96, tumblr(?) -- TheDragonsFlame

"Anything your heart desires," said the lord of all evil. The standard contract was not only long but in incredibly myopic print. The only legible words were, sign here. "All for one little thing that you're not even certain could exist."

"I only want one thing," Marvin said, signing his name in blood. "A good friend."

Lucifer raised an eyebrow. "Oh... kay? Eternity of torment after

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Pre-Yulemas Rush

One of my baskets broke, I have a shitton of stuff to take to St Vinnies, there's PREP to do... and I need some things.

Because I can't find my icing bag and set to save my soul, and I need that for cheesecake.

There's method in my madness. I'll let you know what it is as soon as I figure it out.

There's wrapping to do and desserts to prep on stage one. And I will be spending even more of

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Challenge #01813-D352: Everything Necessary?

Emptying your pockets/hold-all to find needed I.D. Boggling the official with the stuff you "really, truly Need". -- Anon Guest

There is no single worst thing to carry everything you need in than a gigantic pocketless tote. Especially when your needs are unfathomable.

Dithaan listed the articles as ze removed them. As is the rule with all containers that held objects of assorted sizes, the largest and bulkiest things rose to the top. "Spare jumper, emergency hygiene pack, personal medkit,

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FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF...

I got a phone call from Capt S, yesterday. Right in the middle of tidying the house, so double inconvenience.

She calls me FOUR DAYS before Christmas to invite me over to someone ELSE'S Christmas party and tries to strongarm us into coming the day before.

Like. Excuse you? I made fucking PLANS. Some of those plans involve picking up half the damn feast on the day before, and prepping the other half on the same damn day.

What.

The actual.

Shit?

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Challenge #01812-D351: GNU Terry Pratchett

The four lesser horsemen of Panic, Bewilderment, Ignorance and Shouting took control of the room. -- Knitnan

There's a reason why lesser horsemen are lesser horsemen. They can't help but be what they are. Panic is a whirlwind of anxiety. Bewilderment can't find their own arse with an atlas. Ignorance says all the things your racist in-law does that just make you want to burn and die from the shame. Shouting is almost a relief, because all they are is LOUD.

And

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Well that happened

Yesterday, all I had in the morning was a smoothie. And then I had a painful gutsache that had me out for the count for the majority of the day.

I think something I put in my smoothies is doing me a bad.

It could well be the frozen fruit. That stuff is... a bit on the awful side, but I thought it wouldn't matter because frozen. It's been in my freezer, thawing and refreezing, for the better part of a year.

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Challenge #01811-D350: Special Classification

Aliens vs Parrots who imitate sounds (such as water coolers or alarms) -- TheDragonsFlame

Human Steev had a pet, which was also Stiiv. It was a bird. A Terran parrot known as an African Grey for reasons that were clearly obvious. And, like most parrots, it was the devil incarnate.

Terran Parrots are officially classed as weapons of mass destruction for reasons that quickly become obvious the more time one actually spends in the presence of one. They gnaw at anything within

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Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow...

Tomorrow, there's a new episode of The Adventure Zone going up. Tomorrow is also Cleaning Day. Tomorrow's tomorrow has my Friendo coming over from Tullagawupwup to learn as many Ways of Keto as I can firkin teach.

I shall also attempt to impart my love of the aforementioned zone where adventure happens.

It might not stick. But I gotta try.

It's nice to have someone to nerd out with.

Tomorrow's tomorrow's tomorrow is the Big Push to have everything ready by Christmas.

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Challenge #01810-D349: Who's A Pretty Boy?

Aliens vs (Talkative) Parrots -- TheDragonsBlaze

It had to be a human ship. Ugly. Functional. Battle-scarred and pitted with a million micrometeor impacts. But there was frozen precipitation and high winds incoming. Nothing could survive it better than a Deathworlder ship. So Tikkotz scurried inside and hoped that the human would be benevolent.

It was a huge space. Mostly made of metal, but there were softer areas. Seating. Bedding. Hangings, for some reason. There was no trace of the human, beyond that

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Fuck

Two hour focus issues, folks.

I sat down here at about six to do my blog and Instant and now it's EIGHT.

I need to do some pre-yule rattling about for bits and pieces. Make sure I have enough stuff and things. And basically cram the fridge with whatever for the day before the Big One.

I already know that I'm making festive GORP for nibbles so I can get the biz for that, no problem.

Eggs, cream, oranges, and other perishables

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Challenge #01809-D348: Uncanny Interaction

We like talking to inanimate objects so much, we've started making the technology for inanimate objects to talk back. -- TheDragonsFlame

People are well known for talking to their Roombas. Technology so stupid that it doesn't know where it's been, and can barely detect when it's trapped. Never before has a single, real world device trained intelligent beings to respond to a string of musical beeps.

And after a while, customers blogged about their Stupid Roomba Tricks. Comments like, "Mine just loves

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