Clearly, although my medications seem to be working and I'm a functional human being, things are not 100% normal, or else I would not be feeling the irrational hatred of Comcast, NetGear, BlueHost, Firefox, Apple, WordPress 2.5.1 and every other technological entity that has erected a barrier between me and this post: flames, flames on the side of my face. It's an unholy hatred, one that makes me want to throw a cast-iron skillet at the iMac. Which I will refrain from doing only for the skillet's sake, because it's seasoned really nicely and I'd hate to have to ...
When will smackdown get better?*
It's sad, really, because any dinner was bound to be a let down after last night's tomatogasm. I'm still reeling a little, and I spent the whole day cornering co-workers and forcing them to listen to me monologue about tomatoes as they nodded politely (the co-workers, not the tomatoes). Still, this dinner, taken from The New Best Recipe, challenged another one of my food prejudices: pad Thai.
It also made most of my block smell like fermented shrimp because I had all the windows open while I cooked, and for that I'm truly sorry.
*I'm trying, ...