The criteria? Two weeks to choose/create a recipe, five ingredients, 200 words of instructions. 10% of my mark.
My recipe? A cocktail created by James.
The research? Drinking said cocktail.
I love uni.
10:49 pm;
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Dear All,
I truly apologise for the severe lack of posts of late (in fact, it has been a month and a day). Now that uni has begun again I believe you will be hearing from me more regularly. There's something about long months of nothing that really doesn't inspire me to write my usual prolific (we're talking quantity over quality here) posts, even though I have in fact done some terribly exciting things. I believe it's the lack of routine and structure, not that uni truly has that much structure...
For your convenience I have, as usual, decided to divide up my post into clearly labelled and easily digestible sections. Or at least I shall attempt to do so, no promises, if I feel an anecdote or tangent coming on I don't really feel up to preventing it. First up, the last months events.
These include; the St Kilda Night Market, the Book Club, the Aimee Olympics, an El Cheapo Mexican Fiesta, Visitations to Nicole's, the Circus and Drinking at Timmy's.
More recently we have My Return to Uni and Epic Amounts of Free.
More Recently
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Wednesday, March 04, 2009
I truly apologise for the severe lack of posts of late (in fact, it has been a month and a day). Now that uni has begun again I believe you will be hearing from me more regularly. There's something about long months of nothing that really doesn't inspire me to write my usual prolific (we're talking quantity over quality here) posts, even though I have in fact done some terribly exciting things. I believe it's the lack of routine and structure, not that uni truly has that much structure...
For your convenience I have, as usual, decided to divide up my post into clearly labelled and easily digestible sections. Or at least I shall attempt to do so, no promises, if I feel an anecdote or tangent coming on I don't really feel up to preventing it. First up, the last months events.
These include; the St Kilda Night Market, the Book Club, the Aimee Olympics, an El Cheapo Mexican Fiesta, Visitations to Nicole's, the Circus and Drinking at Timmy's.
More recently we have My Return to Uni and Epic Amounts of Free.
Last Month
St Kilda Night Market
St Kilda was beach number 6 for the holidays (or possibly 4 if you don't want to separate out different beaches along the one section of coast), though only a brief visit. We basically walked along the pier. Huzzah! The night market was interesting though, I wish I'd had money. So many cute, cheap t-shirts, adorable and oh-so-cartoony bags and just awesome things galore. Designer toys! sigh... I did, however, console myself with the original soundtrack of Disney's The Little Mermaid... and oh that note I may go put it on, tis lucky James isn't here... :P
The Book Club
Yes, the Book Club did commence. It was basically Nicole, Iggi and myself choosing the next three months of books (2 for each) and eating foods. Quite fun. The next one shall be at our place and I'm very much looking forward to it. I do love having people over. The books are Catch-22 and The Five People You Meet in Heaven. I've loved the former for quite a while - practically every sentence is ironic, in either a funny or a painful way - and the latter was on recommendation. I finished it today and I'll admit it made me cry, perhaps it isn't quite the achievement it usually would be considering my fluxuating hormones (Yes, I'm sure you wanted to know that) but it's a brilliant book nonetheless. Short too, if you see a copy then steal it, I dare you - just not my copy. Basically, it begins with the end of the life of the main character. He thinks his life was entirely useless and without meaning. However, the five people he meets each teach him something new about the reason for his life, and how much it impacts on other people. No man is an island. I'm not going to rave about the other book, I love it too much.
The Aimee Olympics
Well, except for the whole running into a wooden beam and killing my nose - which, incidentally, my dad believes I may have actually broken considering the pain and/or bruising - it was much fun. Even if Aimee was late... heheh. Much relays were competed in; three-legged race, leap frog, potato and spoon, sack race... We won, the fact that we had an itty bitty team is entirely irrelevant. As the judges pointed out at the beginning, it's everyone else's own fault for not swapping teams to make it more even. I had a few nice chats to people, and kudos to Bessie and his mum for taking me to Pakenham :)
El Cheapo Mexican Fiesta
Long delayed but definitely el awesomo. Yes, that is Spanish... cough. I love board games, and board games and sangria are a wonderful combination. I'm going to make that stuff again and again and again. It was fantabulous to see everybody, I really think such dinner parties should be a regular occurrence, the huge amount of dishes were worth it I think. And the effort of putting it all together really wasn't too bad. So long as people provide monetaries to cover the cost :P Maybe next time it should be sushi and miso soup? I'm sure Zebe would just love that... or Chinese? Dim sims and other such fun stuff. Thai is good too. Next time there shall also be cake, I have a cake tin/thingy now! :D
Visitations to Nicole's
I hadn't seen Sophie in ages. That was nice, and more sangria? How could it not be much fun? I think I'll leave it at that. Uni really does have its advantages, there are so many more people up in the city now. I mean, I love you Nic, but it's nice to see all my other friends too :)
The Circus
The circus in Moe, and James having a night off... Huzzah! It cost twice the price I was told, and concession apparently only meant only old people (One of my pet hates, not specifying which concession) but I enjoyed it anyway. My brothers came along too. The acrobats were very funny and the horses, monkeys and such were interesting. The only downside (apart from stale popcorn, random club music playing and the aforementioned high price) were lion balls. I mean seriously, I could have happily lived my life without having lion balls dangling 2 metres in front of my face. Possibly a little closer than that. I can't believe James didn't notice. I mean, I didn't mean to notice, but I was looking at the stool rather than the lion when it first started climbing on and it was kinda impossible to miss... they swung all over the place. And after that it was impossible not to see them. Ugh. Luckily, the lions weren't on for long. I'm guessing fiery hoops are banned by the RSPCA. A few quick facts, this was the 26th generation of Australian bred lions, this means that lions either have a much shorter life span than I thought or they've been around for quite a long time, and their names were Simba, Mufasa and some entirely un-Lion King name that I've completely forgotten. I'm not sure what was wrong with Nala. Especially considering they weren't fussed with naming a lioness Simba.
Drinking at Timmy's
Too many cookies! I played that King's Cup drinking game with Zebe, Foxy and Nic after eating quite a few more of Zeb's delicious bickets than I should have. The result? A terribly bubbly tummy :( I hate bubbles. It's why I usually pass on these type of games, there's just too much softdrink involve. I'd had less than 4 standards over the course of the night and definitely no more than 2 during the game and I still felt like I was going to throw up. Ick. I felt better after a little while though, and I enjoyed the conversations later in the night. Huzzah for making Simon feel awkward. And huzzah for midgets and motorbikes. I'm not sure if I want to summing up that entire reoccurring conversation, but basically it involved an underage midget and a man on a motorbike, the Irish police, orgasm/terror faces and smashing into trains. Mostly in that order.
James and I also watched Pathology, recommended by Simon, the night after. I concur, it really is a good movie.
More Recently
Well, back to uni yesterday. I had a one hour lecture and a 15 minute tutorial. Our conclusion was that it was pretty much the best tutorial we were going to see all year. There wasn't really any work to do in the first place, but when the tutor Michael went to show us how to use a particular program via projector he found it didn't work. IT services didn't seem to have started work for the year yet... so he got out some whiteboard markers instead. All four of them wouldn't work. So he basically told us we could go. Oh so awesome.
They overbooked it though, and I'm one of three people who didn't have a clash with the one they were trying to put us in instead (we needn't one person to swap). That would have made my timetable really suck - two days with only a one hour lecture and another day with a 3 hour break as opposed to mostly awesomeness. So I swapped today's class to create a clash... heheh.
It also meant I could buy Sound Relief tickets. Which sold out anyway... they released some extras though so I'm seeing it with Nicole. Huzzah!
I love my mum. She randomly called up last night and told me that if she were my age she'd really want to go and offered to lend me the money... without me evening mentioning how much I wanted to go to her. She really is fantastic. I was not expecting that at all.
Another fantastic thing that happened last night is the epic amount of free stuff that was received. A couple who are friends of Shelley's (James' sister) are moving overseas (fairly unexpectedly I think) next week and had a house full of stuff that they didn't think was worth either selling or taking with them, especially since a very well-paying job awaits. So this includes kitchen utensils, muffin trays (I'm celebrating by making some muffins :D), many bowls both normal and salad, a blender, a microwave rice cooker, a pretty platter, a sub-woofer, four chairs (though they were cheap instead of free) so that we now have four around our kitchen table and, my personal favourite, a yukka. If you don't understand the awesomeness of this then click it, it's linked. Mine's cooler, if suffering a little from heatstroke... stupid heatwave. They're my favourite plant... I call them baby palmtrees :D They're $50 or so I think, so I never actually expected to end up with one. I'm glad I asked... They were going to be giving the whole pile of plants to someone already, but since I did he said I was welcome to take one. Bloody thing was spikey though.
It was a little strange shopping in someone else's house though, so we all felt a little awkward at the start, but they did need to get rid of things quickly, and poor uni students are really the perfect solution I guess. Their comment was that half of the kitchen things they'd collected or been given over the years anyway, and I'm sure we'll pass on stuff in a couple of years too.
Today I had a studio which was entertaining, they've organised it so there are four projects and four classes which we're going to rotate between. Each project has a different sessional staff member from outside of the university, basically because Monash likes to "bring in the real world" as it was put. I've got Niko Spelbrink first up and he is apparently quite big in typography and the like. He's a bit funny, he jumps from (mostly unrelated) anecdote to anecdote while talking to us - I think he'll take a little getting used to.
He was talking about a logo/signage he designed for an octoplasty (sp?) surgeon, basically everything that surrounds the eye, he did a few years ago. As he was describing it I realised it's a place I walk past everyday, it was a bit funny. Turns out Chris also knew of it as he was doing work experience at Monash in 2005 and Niko was around then too, and he happened to be working on it. It's true, no man is an island.
Brie
7:13 pm;
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It hasn't even been a month since my last post! *Congratulates self*
I thought today deserved a post due to an epic occurence. I got a pet. In fact, two pets. Or goldfish anyway. The tank is about 30-35L and all I have are my two little comet goldfish and a fake plant. Very amused. There were a few troubles with the fish bowl (like a hole) but James is an awesome and now they're happily (I hope) swimming around. I'm happy too. They're named Sarasa and Tancho, after the variety of comet that they each are. One's gold/orange with a white face and the other is white with a oval splodge on its head.
I love fish faces. They make me laugh.
I also saw some terribly exciting types of fish... too expensive for me though lol. I didn't want to pay $20 for one when I could get $4 fish. There'll be more to join them, but just not quite yet - It's going to be a gradual process.
But anyway, all I've been doing lately is bumming around and reading (Plus a few trips to various beaches, very enjoyable. Thank-you Timmy) due to a severe lack of work. Another effect of this lack is little money, so all my fantabulous plans for summer haven't really eventuated. But oh well, there will be many more summers. If it were a perfect world I'd be eligible for this new grant to students, but I'm pretty sure I'm not.
Thank-you Nic for keeping me so amused with all those books you've been forcing on me. On the way to a party on Saturday night he made me take 4 with me...
I did see Billy Elliot on Saturday with Dad and Nana though, poor Mum came down sick. I expect she'll drag Dad along to it in a few weeks time. It was very funny, very sad and very impressive. Two favourite scenes - a friend of Billy's dressing in his sisters clothes (complete with giant dancing dresses) and a scene with just Billy dancing with an older Billy in the background. This kid was ridiculously talented. (There's five of them) The older man obviously had a lot more finesse but it was amazing to see. If you do get a chance it really is great, probably one of my favourites - even if their georgie (sp?) accents are a little hard to pick up on at first.
Hmmm, what else.
Oh yes, there was a shocking experience that concluded with a mildly electrocuted James and mango on two of the three walls in the kitchen, across the floor, inside a cupboard and hopefully no where else (Because if there is then I'm yet to find it). The previous round of mango daiquiris were delicious though, it was just Nic and James and I. :)
We also spent a night in Waratah Bay where James got rather drunk and I ended up talking to Timmy, Sam Burton and Mark Baker until 4 am in the morning. It was wonderful. Sam has matured so much and I can't believe I never actually spoke to Mark (We figured out the only class we shared was Graphics and we always sat across the room from each other). Discussions on science versus religion (primarily on whether you need some degree of faith when it comes to scientific facts), however, tend to lead to the caravan park owner turning up... oops.
Also, James just pointed out I'm back to being number one under 'Pointless Palmtree' on google. About bloody time. Each of the 10 top links used to lead to me... but I digress. I just found this entertaining:
The Blog of Breeza
James: i feel its time for another one of my pointless rants, that rant on about goo and other equally unsatisfying satisfyingly feel good moments that dont ...
pointless-palmtree.blogspot.com/ - 77k - Cached - Similar pages
I don't even remember that. What goo?
I might leave it at that, anyone else been up to anything exciting?
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Tuesday, February 03, 2009
I thought today deserved a post due to an epic occurence. I got a pet. In fact, two pets. Or goldfish anyway. The tank is about 30-35L and all I have are my two little comet goldfish and a fake plant. Very amused. There were a few troubles with the fish bowl (like a hole) but James is an awesome and now they're happily (I hope) swimming around. I'm happy too. They're named Sarasa and Tancho, after the variety of comet that they each are. One's gold/orange with a white face and the other is white with a oval splodge on its head.
I love fish faces. They make me laugh.
I also saw some terribly exciting types of fish... too expensive for me though lol. I didn't want to pay $20 for one when I could get $4 fish. There'll be more to join them, but just not quite yet - It's going to be a gradual process.
But anyway, all I've been doing lately is bumming around and reading (Plus a few trips to various beaches, very enjoyable. Thank-you Timmy) due to a severe lack of work. Another effect of this lack is little money, so all my fantabulous plans for summer haven't really eventuated. But oh well, there will be many more summers. If it were a perfect world I'd be eligible for this new grant to students, but I'm pretty sure I'm not.
Thank-you Nic for keeping me so amused with all those books you've been forcing on me. On the way to a party on Saturday night he made me take 4 with me...
I did see Billy Elliot on Saturday with Dad and Nana though, poor Mum came down sick. I expect she'll drag Dad along to it in a few weeks time. It was very funny, very sad and very impressive. Two favourite scenes - a friend of Billy's dressing in his sisters clothes (complete with giant dancing dresses) and a scene with just Billy dancing with an older Billy in the background. This kid was ridiculously talented. (There's five of them) The older man obviously had a lot more finesse but it was amazing to see. If you do get a chance it really is great, probably one of my favourites - even if their georgie (sp?) accents are a little hard to pick up on at first.
Hmmm, what else.
Oh yes, there was a shocking experience that concluded with a mildly electrocuted James and mango on two of the three walls in the kitchen, across the floor, inside a cupboard and hopefully no where else (Because if there is then I'm yet to find it). The previous round of mango daiquiris were delicious though, it was just Nic and James and I. :)
We also spent a night in Waratah Bay where James got rather drunk and I ended up talking to Timmy, Sam Burton and Mark Baker until 4 am in the morning. It was wonderful. Sam has matured so much and I can't believe I never actually spoke to Mark (We figured out the only class we shared was Graphics and we always sat across the room from each other). Discussions on science versus religion (primarily on whether you need some degree of faith when it comes to scientific facts), however, tend to lead to the caravan park owner turning up... oops.
Also, James just pointed out I'm back to being number one under 'Pointless Palmtree' on google. About bloody time. Each of the 10 top links used to lead to me... but I digress. I just found this entertaining:
The Blog of Breeza
James: i feel its time for another one of my pointless rants, that rant on about goo and other equally unsatisfying satisfyingly feel good moments that dont ...
pointless-palmtree.blogspot.com/ - 77k - Cached - Similar pages
I don't even remember that. What goo?
I might leave it at that, anyone else been up to anything exciting?
10:12 pm;
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I was tagged for one of those funny things by cerry quite some time ago, so... here it is:
"6 or 7 random things about me, then tag another 6 or 7 people" I also no longer know that many people who blog, and I don't want to inflict it on zebe again. So, I'm sorry but it ends here XP
1. I am a collector of boxes. I don't even know how many shoeboxes I have back at my parent's house but here, I can see seven on my shelf, just at a quick glance. I especially love those ones they sell at the warehouse, or the reject shop. My favourite is a white one with rainbow spots, it was from Maddy I think.
2. I hate the way James pronounces 'vase'. He does it to annoy me, I know, but it makes me want to throw something at him. It's lucky it isn't a word that comes up very often. (><)
3. My favourite vegetable is the eggplant. It has absolutely nothing to do with the taste - though I do quite like them in focaccias or a thai curry - I love the deep purple colour and the shape. I honestly have no idea why, but they are things of awesome. Carrots just don't cut it.
4. I used to be a ridiculously fussy eater. I still am, to some degree, but nothing close to what I was. I actually ate (and enjoyed) prawns and calamari on christmas eve, a far cry from when I never ate any seafood... every time I went to a restaurant with my family I always ordered chicken nuggets and chips (under 11 or 12) or some variant of chicken shnitzel or parmagiana (until about 15, 16)
5. I wish I had my mother's handwriting, or even Nina's. Mine always seems to look so immature in comparison, it seems a pity that the art of cursive writing isn't regarded as important anymore, I was lousy at it, but I think it looks beautiful.
6. My typography class last semester was fantastic (for our oral someone sang a love song about a font. hilarious) but it's a little irritating with how much I notice different fonts now. Like helvetica, I mean, I knew that it was everywhere, but now I actually notice it. I thought the whole point was that you weren't meant to notice it? "It's like air - it's not there". Supposedly. I also noticed that 'Quantum of Solace' is written in Futura (The same as futurama), and ugly fonts get on my nerves. Like Nelson's in Traf having a beautiful menu with wordart titles. Ugh.
7. I don't like having a clock in my room, I did used to have a radio/clock thing, but I got sick of always being reminded of the time. Now I only ever use my phone, I very rarely wear a watch. Mum wanted to get me one for my 18th but I asked her not to. Obviously I do need to know the time sometimes... but unless I have to be at work, or maybe have a show I particularly want to watch, then I don't really care.
fin.
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Wednesday, January 07, 2009
"6 or 7 random things about me, then tag another 6 or 7 people" I also no longer know that many people who blog, and I don't want to inflict it on zebe again. So, I'm sorry but it ends here XP
1. I am a collector of boxes. I don't even know how many shoeboxes I have back at my parent's house but here, I can see seven on my shelf, just at a quick glance. I especially love those ones they sell at the warehouse, or the reject shop. My favourite is a white one with rainbow spots, it was from Maddy I think.
2. I hate the way James pronounces 'vase'. He does it to annoy me, I know, but it makes me want to throw something at him. It's lucky it isn't a word that comes up very often. (><)
3. My favourite vegetable is the eggplant. It has absolutely nothing to do with the taste - though I do quite like them in focaccias or a thai curry - I love the deep purple colour and the shape. I honestly have no idea why, but they are things of awesome. Carrots just don't cut it.
4. I used to be a ridiculously fussy eater. I still am, to some degree, but nothing close to what I was. I actually ate (and enjoyed) prawns and calamari on christmas eve, a far cry from when I never ate any seafood... every time I went to a restaurant with my family I always ordered chicken nuggets and chips (under 11 or 12) or some variant of chicken shnitzel or parmagiana (until about 15, 16)
5. I wish I had my mother's handwriting, or even Nina's. Mine always seems to look so immature in comparison, it seems a pity that the art of cursive writing isn't regarded as important anymore, I was lousy at it, but I think it looks beautiful.
6. My typography class last semester was fantastic (for our oral someone sang a love song about a font. hilarious) but it's a little irritating with how much I notice different fonts now. Like helvetica, I mean, I knew that it was everywhere, but now I actually notice it. I thought the whole point was that you weren't meant to notice it? "It's like air - it's not there". Supposedly. I also noticed that 'Quantum of Solace' is written in Futura (The same as futurama), and ugly fonts get on my nerves. Like Nelson's in Traf having a beautiful menu with wordart titles. Ugh.
7. I don't like having a clock in my room, I did used to have a radio/clock thing, but I got sick of always being reminded of the time. Now I only ever use my phone, I very rarely wear a watch. Mum wanted to get me one for my 18th but I asked her not to. Obviously I do need to know the time sometimes... but unless I have to be at work, or maybe have a show I particularly want to watch, then I don't really care.
fin.
3:56 pm;
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Guess who has internet again? HUZZAH! It was set up today, and I'm much too excited to blog properly right now, but don't worry, I'll be writing fairly regularly now :)
But for the moment... here's one I prepared earlier;
Just a little note before I embark on my epic anecdote: James and I do not have much access to the internet – it’s yet to be set up. Therefore, I’m writing this as I go and uploading it when I get the chance. Maybe I’ll even back-date it if Blogger lets me… Enjoy.
The Early Hours of Saturday Morning (the 22nd)
Tonight a most successful and inopportune experiment occurred: successful in that it created something of much joy and joyness. It was spontaneous and exciting. It didn’t poison us. It was inopportune because it means I had to walk home and get up at 7:30 am or so tomorrow morning… in order to do more walking. Not. Impressed.
But I’ll begin at the beginning.
At about 7:30pm this rainy, rather cold, Friday evening I paid Nic a visit. The purpose was to watch the new Ghibli movie [very fun] and just generally appreciate the awesome-ness that is his company. The method of transport – due to the afore-mentioned unpleasant conditions – my car. You may already be making guesses as to what occurred. I’m sorry dear reader, but you’re probably wrong.
After watching the movie we began googling, it was all entirely relevant at the time but not really important to the story. The end result was that, after discovering Irish Mist is apparently good with Blue Curacao and Lemonade [this is so I won’t forget], I happened to mention that a family friend of Nicole’s made Kahlua as a Christmas present. Nic, being the very enthusiastic googler that he is, of course seized upon this comment and looked up the recipe.
Kahlua is, in fact, made up of very few ingredients; four out of five of which happened to be within 2 metres of us. The fifth was borrowed from upstairs and the experiment began. Unfortunately we didn’t actually have enough storage room for the result. And so, of course, we just had to drink some of it. Oh the joyness. As I said, we were not poisoned and it was a most successful result. Even if Nic was rather impatient for it to cool down… and we used up all the decent coffee. And vodka.
And here comes the inopportune part. As you’ve already guessed, I’m sure, I was [and am] in no condition to drive my car. Luckily, it has actually cleared up into quite a nice night [or morning]. Unluckily, the place in which my car is parked becomes ticket parking only as of 8am. Ugh. It was so worth it though.
And this is where the anecdote ends and the information on the exciting, not-very-shiny-but-new apartment begins.
Firstly, I never want to lug things up stairs again. James, who lugged up the fridge and washing machine, likely thinks I’m a wuss. Here is where I point out that I had a ridiculous amount of trips up and down [I lost count, but it was over 10] those stairs before he even arrived. And it all had to be lugged down to my car from my box in the first place. Also, I have no upper-body strength. Ugh.
Unfortunately for James I had to leave as of 3:30 that afternoon, my parents needed to go via the box for my fridge and the hired trailer had to be returned. Furthermore, the handy man was still painting the bedrooms… so everything was left in the lounge. Poor James.
I’m here now though, and I’ve been very nice. I’ve done more than my share of cooking and cleaning as James had three exams, plus work this week. I, on the other hand, had no work and finished Uni quite some time ago, I don’t mind.
The place is pretty much square. Think a decent-sized lounge in one corner with two big rooms going down one side and a bathroom/laundry/toilet [it has a shower and a bath] and kitchen down the other side. There’s also a small balcony off the lounge. My room is the one in the opposite corner to the door, between James’ room and the bathroom.
There have been a few issues so far. The first is that we actually have no kitchen chairs. We do however have a lounge, thanks heaps to Nicole and family. Not really something you want to sleep on Zebe, but I promise you can have my bed.
Also, on Wednesday night the hot water decided it didn’t want to come out of the hot water tap. In fact, not even cold water wanted to come out of it. James braved a cold shower but I chickened out and borrowed Nic’s. Unfortunately for me the plumber called while I was over there and I had to walk back as it bucketed down. So really, I had two showers. ‘tis all good and dandy now though.
There are still a few things that need to be done, the bathroom is being painted and the lights all replaced, but overall I’m very happy with the place. I love having a kitchen. Last night we occupied ourselves with the creation of food. It’s really better value for money than a movie was my reasoning. James’ choice was chilli oil [I had it in my omelette this morning, rather tasty] and mine was chocolate chip biscuits.
Unfortunately they ended up as lumps of chocolate [milk and white] with remnants of dough around them. Apparently, in this particular recipe the author wasn’t – as they usually are – stingy on the amount of choc-chips. And of course we pretty much doubled the amount given, as you do. Also, the white chocolate was those rather big chocolate melts instead of bits or chips… and this led to an excessive amount of chocolate.
The result was piles of chocolate surrounded by thin, wafery, biscuit – which immediately broke when I tried to get it off the [pizza] tray. However, all was not lost, cookie mash went very nicely with our bottle of champagne, and I’ve been picking at cookie dough all day. Oh the glories of having a fridge. We even have magnets courtesy of mum.
Not all of my cooking feats have been such [disputably] disasters however. The chilli and garlic pasta was quite nice, and the tacos [my favourite meal] were of course delicious. They always are. The Thai green curry was good too. James has a fantabulous cookbook, so we’ll be eating all sorts of tasty food. Hoorah!
On the topic of fantabulous food; when our Day of Reckoning [or house-warming gathering, and yes it does deserve capitals] occurs I plan on making an apple pie from scratch. Don’t worry; I’ll test it first – so as not to poison everyone. It’s going to be one of those affairs when you wander in for food and drinks at whichever stage you like during the day – we don’t know the neighbours yet so we don’t really want a night party. So expect an invitation for December some time. There’ll be a door prize.
Well, it’s now 1:30 and the affects of the caffeine seem to be wearing off. Another reason for it to be inopportune I guess. I’ll be back. Did you read that with an Arnie accent? I hope you did.
Love you all.
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Monday, January 05, 2009
But for the moment... here's one I prepared earlier;
Just a little note before I embark on my epic anecdote: James and I do not have much access to the internet – it’s yet to be set up. Therefore, I’m writing this as I go and uploading it when I get the chance. Maybe I’ll even back-date it if Blogger lets me… Enjoy.
The Early Hours of Saturday Morning (the 22nd)
Tonight a most successful and inopportune experiment occurred: successful in that it created something of much joy and joyness. It was spontaneous and exciting. It didn’t poison us. It was inopportune because it means I had to walk home and get up at 7:30 am or so tomorrow morning… in order to do more walking. Not. Impressed.
But I’ll begin at the beginning.
At about 7:30pm this rainy, rather cold, Friday evening I paid Nic a visit. The purpose was to watch the new Ghibli movie [very fun] and just generally appreciate the awesome-ness that is his company. The method of transport – due to the afore-mentioned unpleasant conditions – my car. You may already be making guesses as to what occurred. I’m sorry dear reader, but you’re probably wrong.
After watching the movie we began googling, it was all entirely relevant at the time but not really important to the story. The end result was that, after discovering Irish Mist is apparently good with Blue Curacao and Lemonade [this is so I won’t forget], I happened to mention that a family friend of Nicole’s made Kahlua as a Christmas present. Nic, being the very enthusiastic googler that he is, of course seized upon this comment and looked up the recipe.
Kahlua is, in fact, made up of very few ingredients; four out of five of which happened to be within 2 metres of us. The fifth was borrowed from upstairs and the experiment began. Unfortunately we didn’t actually have enough storage room for the result. And so, of course, we just had to drink some of it. Oh the joyness. As I said, we were not poisoned and it was a most successful result. Even if Nic was rather impatient for it to cool down… and we used up all the decent coffee. And vodka.
And here comes the inopportune part. As you’ve already guessed, I’m sure, I was [and am] in no condition to drive my car. Luckily, it has actually cleared up into quite a nice night [or morning]. Unluckily, the place in which my car is parked becomes ticket parking only as of 8am. Ugh. It was so worth it though.
And this is where the anecdote ends and the information on the exciting, not-very-shiny-but-new apartment begins.
Firstly, I never want to lug things up stairs again. James, who lugged up the fridge and washing machine, likely thinks I’m a wuss. Here is where I point out that I had a ridiculous amount of trips up and down [I lost count, but it was over 10] those stairs before he even arrived. And it all had to be lugged down to my car from my box in the first place. Also, I have no upper-body strength. Ugh.
Unfortunately for James I had to leave as of 3:30 that afternoon, my parents needed to go via the box for my fridge and the hired trailer had to be returned. Furthermore, the handy man was still painting the bedrooms… so everything was left in the lounge. Poor James.
I’m here now though, and I’ve been very nice. I’ve done more than my share of cooking and cleaning as James had three exams, plus work this week. I, on the other hand, had no work and finished Uni quite some time ago, I don’t mind.
The place is pretty much square. Think a decent-sized lounge in one corner with two big rooms going down one side and a bathroom/laundry/toilet [it has a shower and a bath] and kitchen down the other side. There’s also a small balcony off the lounge. My room is the one in the opposite corner to the door, between James’ room and the bathroom.
There have been a few issues so far. The first is that we actually have no kitchen chairs. We do however have a lounge, thanks heaps to Nicole and family. Not really something you want to sleep on Zebe, but I promise you can have my bed.
Also, on Wednesday night the hot water decided it didn’t want to come out of the hot water tap. In fact, not even cold water wanted to come out of it. James braved a cold shower but I chickened out and borrowed Nic’s. Unfortunately for me the plumber called while I was over there and I had to walk back as it bucketed down. So really, I had two showers. ‘tis all good and dandy now though.
There are still a few things that need to be done, the bathroom is being painted and the lights all replaced, but overall I’m very happy with the place. I love having a kitchen. Last night we occupied ourselves with the creation of food. It’s really better value for money than a movie was my reasoning. James’ choice was chilli oil [I had it in my omelette this morning, rather tasty] and mine was chocolate chip biscuits.
Unfortunately they ended up as lumps of chocolate [milk and white] with remnants of dough around them. Apparently, in this particular recipe the author wasn’t – as they usually are – stingy on the amount of choc-chips. And of course we pretty much doubled the amount given, as you do. Also, the white chocolate was those rather big chocolate melts instead of bits or chips… and this led to an excessive amount of chocolate.
The result was piles of chocolate surrounded by thin, wafery, biscuit – which immediately broke when I tried to get it off the [pizza] tray. However, all was not lost, cookie mash went very nicely with our bottle of champagne, and I’ve been picking at cookie dough all day. Oh the glories of having a fridge. We even have magnets courtesy of mum.
Not all of my cooking feats have been such [disputably] disasters however. The chilli and garlic pasta was quite nice, and the tacos [my favourite meal] were of course delicious. They always are. The Thai green curry was good too. James has a fantabulous cookbook, so we’ll be eating all sorts of tasty food. Hoorah!
On the topic of fantabulous food; when our Day of Reckoning [or house-warming gathering, and yes it does deserve capitals] occurs I plan on making an apple pie from scratch. Don’t worry; I’ll test it first – so as not to poison everyone. It’s going to be one of those affairs when you wander in for food and drinks at whichever stage you like during the day – we don’t know the neighbours yet so we don’t really want a night party. So expect an invitation for December some time. There’ll be a door prize.
Well, it’s now 1:30 and the affects of the caffeine seem to be wearing off. Another reason for it to be inopportune I guess. I’ll be back. Did you read that with an Arnie accent? I hope you did.
Love you all.
5:27 pm;
rawrd by Brie
1 soliloquies
It's been over a month. I'm ashamed... I haven't gone this long without a post in ages. But I'm back now, so you may all breathe a sigh of relief :P
And yes, trust me to notice the shoes.
I'm much too lazy to tell everyone what's been happening in all this time, just much uni work and too little sleep - but I'm free now. Well, actually I'm most definitely not free. Next week I'll be working everyday except Monday. Huzzah! I badly need monetaries at the moment I'm afraid...
The most important 'huzzah', however, is in the housing department. I shall be moving in to our new place on the 14th [James isn't until the next day - I win] of November and I am very much excited. It happened so much quicker than we both expected, it was the first place I looked at and the third James did [Due to my folio week]. We'd only been looking for a week. Poor James couldn't get in contact with me when the real estate agent rang and had to rush over to Caulfield. My bad. But all is fantastic now - the signing on the dotted line occurred yesterday. Though we will be couchless for a little while yet, I'm getting one from my parents for Christmas.
And no, I won't put the address online. But it is in Hawthorn :)
As soon as I have the money to afford it I shall be buying one of those amazingly round/huge fishbowls in the shop down the road too. And a fish. Or two, or ten. I'll see. I need to look into what kinds won't eat each other. It shall be awesome anyway.
And there will be some kind of celebration once we're settled in too, but not straight away. James has exams the following week and those of you who are especially organised and/or date-savvy will realise that toolies is the next weekend. I'm looking forward to that one too, though not quite so much as moving in.
My favourite thing about a house [as opposed to a box] is that visitors actually have room to sit and/or sleepover. Mmmm shall be good. James didn't really understand my logic yesterday when I said that though neither of us really drink tea or coffee [excepting the nyummy bought kind] we ought to have it on hand in order to be able to offer it to people. It makes perfect sense to me - even Nic has coffee so that it can be offered to Iggi. Besides, I happen to like drinking tea with people :)
For the moment though I'm thinking I'll go sit out in the sunshine with my book... Enjoy your exams :)
rawrd by Brie
1 soliloquies
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
And yes, trust me to notice the shoes.
I'm much too lazy to tell everyone what's been happening in all this time, just much uni work and too little sleep - but I'm free now. Well, actually I'm most definitely not free. Next week I'll be working everyday except Monday. Huzzah! I badly need monetaries at the moment I'm afraid...
The most important 'huzzah', however, is in the housing department. I shall be moving in to our new place on the 14th [James isn't until the next day - I win] of November and I am very much excited. It happened so much quicker than we both expected, it was the first place I looked at and the third James did [Due to my folio week]. We'd only been looking for a week. Poor James couldn't get in contact with me when the real estate agent rang and had to rush over to Caulfield. My bad. But all is fantastic now - the signing on the dotted line occurred yesterday. Though we will be couchless for a little while yet, I'm getting one from my parents for Christmas.
And no, I won't put the address online. But it is in Hawthorn :)
As soon as I have the money to afford it I shall be buying one of those amazingly round/huge fishbowls in the shop down the road too. And a fish. Or two, or ten. I'll see. I need to look into what kinds won't eat each other. It shall be awesome anyway.
And there will be some kind of celebration once we're settled in too, but not straight away. James has exams the following week and those of you who are especially organised and/or date-savvy will realise that toolies is the next weekend. I'm looking forward to that one too, though not quite so much as moving in.
My favourite thing about a house [as opposed to a box] is that visitors actually have room to sit and/or sleepover. Mmmm shall be good. James didn't really understand my logic yesterday when I said that though neither of us really drink tea or coffee [excepting the nyummy bought kind] we ought to have it on hand in order to be able to offer it to people. It makes perfect sense to me - even Nic has coffee so that it can be offered to Iggi. Besides, I happen to like drinking tea with people :)
For the moment though I'm thinking I'll go sit out in the sunshine with my book... Enjoy your exams :)
2:36 pm;
rawrd by Brie
5 soliloquies
Some interesting things I learnt in Typography (over the last three lessons).
- Eric Gill, the creator of the popular Gill Sans and Perpetua, practised not only incest (with sister and daughters) but beastiality. His photos freak me out, just a little. He also based his lowercase 'g' on his glasses.
- The type-face Bank Gothic is used by 30 Seconds to Mars, Hancock, Robot Wars and Obama's campaign.
- Mariyln Manson uses the same typeface as Westlife.
- Paul Renner, who created Futura, has been re-incarnated as a sock-puppet. He likes to flirt with typography teachers somewhat. Futura is Futurama's font of choice.
- Copperplate Gothic is a much more appealing font when a cheesy song is written about it. Especially when accompanied with decent guitar playing and included puns.
- The 'iPod font' is in fact not new or exciting. It is Myriad Pro Semi-Bold, available on all Macs for years.
- Metallica own a movie, it's never been released.
the end.
rawrd by Brie
5 soliloquies
Friday, September 26, 2008
- Eric Gill, the creator of the popular Gill Sans and Perpetua, practised not only incest (with sister and daughters) but beastiality. His photos freak me out, just a little. He also based his lowercase 'g' on his glasses.
- The type-face Bank Gothic is used by 30 Seconds to Mars, Hancock, Robot Wars and Obama's campaign.
- Mariyln Manson uses the same typeface as Westlife.
- Paul Renner, who created Futura, has been re-incarnated as a sock-puppet. He likes to flirt with typography teachers somewhat. Futura is Futurama's font of choice.
- Copperplate Gothic is a much more appealing font when a cheesy song is written about it. Especially when accompanied with decent guitar playing and included puns.
- The 'iPod font' is in fact not new or exciting. It is Myriad Pro Semi-Bold, available on all Macs for years.
- Metallica own a movie, it's never been released.
the end.
