Work and eggs (uh...yeah)

[rebness]

So, five minutes after my tyrannical 'boss' left, I have been offered a promotion at work. Granted, said promotion only works out to €200 more a month, but it's pretty neat. Sad that it had to take me grumbling before it was offered. Even sadder that I'm attending an interview for another job soon. Oh, well!

It's a pity I really, really like my new boss. I had all these visions of telling Evil Boss where to shove it. Now that shall never come to pass. Instead, if I do get the job, I'll apologetically explain she's great, but... but... I'll get me coat. ;_;

In rad news, I poached an egg for the first time today without failing miserably. It was courtesy of this site, where the lulzy phlegm-like eggy failures pretty much match my earlier attempts. Then comes the neat clingfilm trick and internets, let me tell you: it works. Like whoah. Anyway, I am now perfect at (cheating at) poaching eggs; today's test run shall be tomorrow's duck egg-with-asparagus-and-parmesan crisp welcome back meal for my missing flatmate. I never thought I would love clingfilm so much. Yay!

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