In other news, should I apply for a job in Kazakhstan? I think I won't, but so tempting. I just wish they had the salary range up there so I could prove to myself that I couldn't afford to keep paying my mortgage on it. The fact that Kazakh is agglutinative and has seven cases and I know from Mongolian that vowel harmony is not as fun in practice as in theory and I rather suspect that the evidentiary verb ending system is most probably the same, though it'd still be cool to try -- is, you see, not helping.
(It does help that I had a good week at work.)
I have patches of snow in my garden that are very nearly a week old.
I have a doubly static kitty. She's curled in the sun not going anywhere, and her fur crackles if I try to stroke her.
I have an iPad borrowed from work to work on for work purposes, so can testify that Angry Birds is astoundingly addictive.
And I have a need of recipes that make use of stale bread. So far I can:
- dice and freeze for croutons
- toast (but I don't eat much toast - oh wait, it could be the best excuse ever for spaghetti on toast. Guess what I'm having for lunch in ten seconds time?)
- dice and mix with all the leftovers and some milk in a casserole dish. This turned out surprisingly good considering the diversity of the leftovers, but not so good that I'm likely to make it on a regular basis.