Walls Inside My Head

….So. It’s been a long time. Hopefully, within the next month, I’ll get better at upkeeping this (and ficpress). I have been writing, just mostly for other people or on group projects (see Gabe’s blog for more of this), but I’m gradually reaching the end of the next CoT chapter. Most of this is a complete lack of time due to working all day and having a two hour commute in and out of work. This is also all on public transportation, so you can image the level of energy I have after a normal day. Our weekends barely are restful — we’ve either had a game or two to go to, or a family/wedding engagement. It has been a long few months. And I’ve had no days off from work that weren’t jury duty until this last Friday.

Lately, though, I’ve finally gotten back into doing my hobbies, such as writing and cooking. I don’t really have a sudden influx of time, I’ve just been managing it better. Gabe and I have been playing an hour or two of a game after dinner (or during, depending on whether it’s on computer or Wii). Our current darling is Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn, since it’s a tough game that can be played pretty casually if you’re into it. The plot’s been awesome, Gabe and I have picked our favorite units that we personally cheer for, and we’ve been making our way through about a battle a night pretty steadily. We also have a few games in the rotation: Wizardry 8, Baldur’s Gate, and Fable; plus he’s been watching me play the more open-ended Black & White and Spore. Also, I shameless play Sims 2, and sometimes Gabe likes to laugh at the animations — like the ghost pirate you learn a shanty from.

On the cooking front, I’ve been making dinner nearly everynight, but lately I’ve been adding a few more dishes to our weekly rotation. I’ll talk more about this in a later post, but I’ve found some pretty good & new favorites I’ll be making much more often. I recently made desserts for mother’s day; chocolate cupcakes filled with white-chocolate whipped cream and strawberries that were made with my mum in mind, and mini-triple citrus cheesecakes for Gabe’s mother. We ended up giving a plate of each to Gabe’s mom (lucky too, since we walked right into mother’s day brunch), and a half-plate of each to my mum, since neither me nor my brother are home and my father hates strawberries and cheesecakes. This Friday I made monkey bread, much to the joy of Gabe and J, who had never heard of the thing before. Gabe has dubbed it “Original Sin: The Dish” and has made me promise to make it again. I’m doing a very nice, big dinner for his friends at the end of the week to celebrate his graduation from grad school, so we decided to make that the dessert.

I do have a lot to say about my struggle with this chapter and well as my job, but I’ll save that for another post. This one is really to say: I’m not dead, I’m still writing, and I’ll post more soon.