the Life and Times of Warrior Woman

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fuud dayz.

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Starting with December 28 (Aunt’s birthday) and up until January 14th are complete and total days of gluttony and over-eating in the world of yukinos.

New Year’s feast:

The Russian salads of doom.  Also, I’d like you to know that I was the one to inhale all the olives.  Mmm.

And here’s the second course.  Nearly finished.

Some close-ups of all the horrible, evil, awfully nicely smelling meat.  And potatoes.

Jolie approves.  Also, I’m not sure why the first picture is darker than the others.  What can I say, I suck at this photoshop thing.  And, well, taking pictures too.  They’re all rather blurry, aren’t they?  In my defense, Jolie never sits still.  EVER.

And here’s our tree!  I can’t decide if it’s bigger or smaller than the one we got last year.  About the same, maybe.

And, yeah, this is uhh…  It’s a picture I took of the fireworks.  You can’t see the fireworks, of course.  Because I hadn’t had the time to open the window, because they were so short, those fireworks, so the lamp reflects off of the glass.  Yeah.  YOU CAN LAUGH, OKAY.  I know I did.

It was a low-key New Year for the Family folk and I.  Mother & I sang karaoke until about 4 am, then Grandmother shooed us away, because she wanted to sleep.  By that time Father & Brother were already asleep ten times.

I got gifts!  Cousin gave me a beautiful candle, which I’ll take a picture of later.  One of those days.  Brother gave me a Dove gift-set:  Cream Oil, a deodorant, and a loofah.  V. happy for body wash (haven’t had one in… years.  Soap FTW) and loofah, will have to give deodorant to someone, because my headaches are very fond of its scent, it seems.

So, yay.  New year, new decade, all that motherjazz.

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Written by Alexandra

2 January 2010 at 12:39 am

attraction withered.

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If only I weren’t such a chickenshit, I would’ve finally overcome at least one of the obstacles that are currently holding me back.

My name is Yukino, and I am a loser. y/y?

Anyway, today was Aunt’s birthday.  There was lots of (too much, really) delicious food.  Observe:

As you can see, my plate is already clean.  Not my shot glass, though.

And cake:

… is a three-layer monster of doom and gloom rainbows and unicorns.  I ate a piece, which I am sure weighed about a tonne, and hauled three more pieces home.  I urge you to guess what I’m having for breakfast tomorrow later today.  GUESS.

Anyway, Aunt E kindly gave me the cake recipe.  I’m not a baker, unless it’s some batter that I can just pour into a pan and forget about for the needed duration of time.  This cake is basically that, times three, because every layer is slightly different.  Cream & frosting are one and the same and very easy too, so I’m going to be making this when I feel overly healthy and have to rectify the sheer horror of that feeling with something sweet, calorieffic, tasty, and awful.

Written by Alexandra

29 December 2009 at 12:36 am

falling on my head.

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It’s been snowing here for three days now, temp is -10C, and is getting lower as we speak. (As I type? Hah.) Promising -23 on a Sunday now, that’s gonna be fun.

Anyway, so yes, it’s been snowing, and I couldn’t go outside and frolic in the snow because I’m sick. But this morning, as I was heading to bed, I was staring out the window, with my back to the entrance door to my room. I heard some commotion behind me, everyone else already awake. I heard Brother pass by and enter Mother’s room. Heard him shuffle about in the balcony, complaining how bloody cold it was. Then I heard him push the doorknob on my door.

In hindsight, I knew something was not right. Brother & I prefer not to see each other in the morning.

Brother: Hey.
Yukino: *turns around* Oh, hel-
Brother: *THROWS A HUMONGOUS SNOWBALL AT YUKINO, hits square in the nose*
Yukino: -AUGH!!!
Brother: HEHEHEHE. *runs away*

My dignity. Eet ees ruined.

Written by Alexandra

17 December 2009 at 12:22 am