The return of the return of foodblogging

I sort of fell off the foodblogging wagon. Sorry! (... To the one person out there who enjoys this. ;-))

I did keep taking pictures of my food, though, so I can catch up now. So, without further ado,( Read more... )

One way in which the internet is bad for me:

I can't disengage from interactions, emotionally. This is particularly problematic in the evening/at night: I tend to rehearse things I should/could say in e-mails/comments/forum discussions in my head when I'm trying to go to sleep, and I can't switch this off. So it keeps me up. It's not exactly that I'm worrying, because often it's got nothing to do with particularly difficult interactions. But it means I'm thinking, when I should be getting ready for sleep.

One step, I suspect, would be to forbid myself any net use (or at least any kind of social net use that could prompt me to interaction) after a certain time in the evening. Avoid stimulation of that kind for a few hours before actually going to sleep. This would be somewhat feasible at the moment, when I'm not working. When I go back to work, though, it will be more difficult, because the day, naturally, is for work, so the only time I *could* have an online social life (which I do enjoy, and don't want to give up on) would be in the evenings.

The fact that some parts of my brain seem to kick into high gear only in the evening doesn't help, either.

WTF

I just found several big glass shards in one of my cooking pots.

I don't remember breaking anything made from glass in my kitchen recently. And even if I did break something, how did the shards get into that pot, which was in a closed cupboard, and not even on a bottom shelf?

From the look of the shards, whatever they belonged to must have been pretty thick-sided. I don't even remember owning anything like that except for three casserole dishes and an old measuring cup, which are all still present and accounted for.

And nobody but me has access to my kitchen.

Slightly spooked.