Ick, ick, ick.

[mrissa]

Not going back down to the con today. Not going anywhere. I have my brain back but am dizzy and awful. Managed 2/3 bowl of mushy oatmeal before I had to stop because it hurt just plain too much. Further caloric plans for the day: honey in my tea; juice; egg drop soup; strawberry ice cream.

None of you get this, all right?

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[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I can see where you were thinking the hotel came into things, but the good part of this is that Minicon is in town, so I am home, in my own bed/on my own sofa/etc.

I am terrified to ask what liquidized mince and Angel Delight are, but I'm asking anyway.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Ah, right; sorry, I was confused by the con concept (cons universally happen Somewhere Else, y'know?). Still, if you're being ill, better to do it at home.

Liquidised mince: that would be ground beef to you, I guess, put through a blender to get rid of any texture at all. Angel Delight was the dessert that defined the '70s: it came in a sachet, a powder that you mixed into milk, which then coagulated into a sort of frothy mass - closer to whipped cream than custard. It came in various flavours, or at least colours, and the different varieties tasted appropriately pink or brown or whatever. Retrospectively, it was vile; actually I'm not sure I liked it even at the time, but happily my kid sister did.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I feared that was what liquidized mince was. I am not enough of a meat fan in general to be willing to eat it in that form; the very thought makes me a little nauseated. As for Angel Delight -- err. I think I'm glad I mostly missed the '70s, then. The only '70s Dessert thing I can remember is carob chips, and that only because people's moms were still sometimes using them in the early '80s, when I was in preschool.