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One of the nurses at work came back from the canteen yesterday with soup, and I asked what kind it was, and she said, "Black Bean and Steak." I had never heard of such a thing before, but I instantly became obsessed.

I googled some recipes to get an idea of what people did with it, and I stopped at the grocery on the way home and got some steak and gave it a rub and put it in the fridge. Today I made the soup. It is so good I could cry. Two of my favorite things to eat are steak and black beans, and the combination is amazing.

Most of the recipes called for beef broth, but I used chicken because that is what I had, and then I deglazed the steak pan with some water and threw that in, and made sure all the steak juices went in, and a;sdlfjadls;sdsd.

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I am re-watching 10 Things I Hate About You for the millionth time and just got to the scene where Patrick sings from the bleachers. I've had conversations with people who cannot stand that scene because it's so upsetting that he's embarrassing her in front of the whole school. And I was surprised because that kind of thing usually bugs me, but the scene has never bothered me in the slightest.

But watching it again, I realized that it's because no one is looking at her at all. No one seems to even know that he's singing to her except her. So he's only making a spectacle of himself.

Which is not in the least to say that people shouldn't be uncomfortable about it. Just that I had been curious, once people brought it up, why I never had been given my massive vicarious-embarrassment squick.