What in your life are you the most dissatisfied with, and why?

Besides the obvious? Because the obvious is just so...obvious. I miss my Lady. I want her by my side. I do not like being alone. But I don't wish to bore anyone by only going on about such every week. She is my world, but she is not my whole life.

So, something else that is truly vexing me instead...

I have discovered the very sad fact that I cannot cook. I try in the oven and things get scorched, even when I set the temperature exactly as the book says. I use the stove and things boil over and burn on the bottom, no matter how much I stir. I use the microwave and they explode.

I have discovered the cuisines of the world through the brilliance of a service called "take-out." Any type of food I want, I can have delivered to my flat.

But the inability to duplicate these exquisite meals, or even just make a stew, is incredibly disheartening. My father is the All Father God of Ireland. My grandmother the Goddess. I can make the thunder roll and the lightning flash and the wind bend to my will, but I can't make soup.

It's humiliating.

I can conjure soup. I can conjure anything I want...but then my guests tend to get uneasy and think I'm trying to steal them away with magical food and drink. So. Take out has become my salvation.

Daniel has offered to teach me, but I burned a bag of microwave popcorn yesterday. I just pushed the button on the contraption that said "popcorn." It still burned.

I begin to think it's useless.