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So I'm in Ireland, listening to David O'Doherty going to town on a tiny keyboard. Nothin much happening in my head except wonder at Wolf's friend of a friend of a friend stalking on Facebook, and the realisation that I can see the future. The future of funk, or just generally my life in the next 3 years. But that's not interesting at all. The interesting thing is that the american sense of humor is so normalised that people get used to the general format of the american comedian's "joke". It's a fresh breeze when a comedian disregarding all these formats, such as Reginald D. Hunter, unleashes his irony and randomness on live tv. Now there's my two cents while I remember it. Onwards to other things!
07-11-2010 om 15:54
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27-07-2010
Birthday Wisdoms
I shall add more after the party: no complete wisdom without the full birthday experience ;)
Usually I keep my blog strictly out of my personal life, maybe except the banalities, but today I feel like dishing something very personal, the most romantic thing I've ever had someone say to me..
Yesterday it was 34 °C, not a cloud in sight. second day of the sales. We had sent our current couchsurfer out the door to explore Antwerp, and were going to spend a day together (Jolan and I). In the spirit of "hey, let's keep our relationship fresh" I suggested we do some baking. Taking into account the skill of my assistant, I decided on Breadpudding. Huzzah, the decision was made, the twinkle of anticipation in Jolan's eye combined with the sigh of 'she's going to make me do not-fun stuff ' momentarily washed over his face. I raced to the computer to google the recipe. Yay! Everything in the recipe was already in the fridge/cupboard! Suddenly it dawned on me, the kitchen scales was broken. Faintly beeping every time we put in a battery, but otherwise giving no intention of doing its job. I frowned, Jolan suggested we go get another one. 34°C, Sales, Meir - Mental! We did a bit of discussing, he was for, I was against. Finally he hugged me close, looked me in the eye and said, "You're the only one I'd ever go out and buy a kitchen scales with." He knows I can't resist hilarious romantic babble.
The Breadpudding is actually delicious! If anyone wants the recipe:
Preheat the oven at 200°C and butter a large but low ovenproof dish. Heat 500ml milk together with 200g of caster sugar and 80g of vanilla sugar in the microwave for 2 mins. Add 300g of old but not mouldy bread in small pieces. Leave to soak and mash up until paste-like. Add an apple, sliced thinly and cut into small pieces, some cinnamon and 5 beaten eggs. Stir. Pour the mix into the buttered ovenproof dish. Leave 30mins in the oven. Turn the Breadpudding onto a large plate. Spread some melted chocolate, icing or a combination of the two on it.
As always the key to composing a piece of ridiculous profoundness is the balance. You could be telling an anecdote about an orange living in a molehill cycling on a donkey but the symbolic behind it must be something like burying (molehill) your happiness (orange) because you are trying to do something which won't succeed (cycling on a donkey). I won't bother translating the following: a penguin wandered on a cloud to India tasting tapas made of cheese. He arrived seeking an anti-mosquito duvet while trampling on forgetfulness. Through the swarm of penguins he could see a vision of purple, a genius of colour. He decided to unleash his inner motorbike and seize the purple. He started moving, and never stopped.
I am considering adding my children's stories here. But not right now.
01-07-2010 om 15:07
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22-06-2010
Profundity
I always start to enter an article on my blog thinking, "this will be the one: the most profound entry so far".
I've realised this won't be one of those. Not even close. It's half one in the night, I've just had a midnight feast and am considering amputating my knee as it is evil and painful and it won't shut the f*** up! (slight irritation)
So blah blah what will I write about.. I had some great chinese after wandering around for 2 hours after my exam, skulking the Sinksen Foor for decent food. Suddenly this dinky, quite expensive, empty (!) chinese restaurant (4 tables :s) seemed like it had a halo of deliciousness surrounding it, an aura of fulfilling food provision, a waft of won ton chicken.. Twenty euro and 15 minutes lighter, we scoffed the chinese food which, in hindsight, seemed to be delicious only because I drowned mine in curry. Oh how I love chinese curry mmm mmm MMMMM !! Anyhow after the chinese my brain seemed to be getting enough nutrients to work out that my exams are finally behind me : here come 2 months of holidays! That and it automatically put itself into sleepy mode by releasing lethal amounts of melatonin! So basically ever since this occurence (3 hours ago) I have been happy- bouncy right along with grumpy-sleepy. This is where having two heads could come in handy. At least then bouncy head and sleepy head could have a debate until one of them concurred and I could have a houseparty or sleep until yesterday.
Shall I conclude by stating the obvious: this definitely isn't helping!
Well goodnight all, not sure in what condition I'll be in tomorrow, either still drunk or not drunk enough I bet - so long!
Profound things I have learned about myself in the recent future:
- I have abs, but they are just covered by a layer of fat at the moment - I would make a horrible marching band conductor as I can't keep different times with my feet/arms (Thanks to Wii Fit Plus) - I suddenly prefer my drinking water cold (refridgerated) - I seem to have to eat one bowl of Aldi Frosties a day (maybe because there's a very compelling pengiun on the box) - I should not have done that crazy yoga pose, now my knees are on strike - Eventhough I would never be able to deliberately kill an animal, some of them sure taste good :s
Things I have discovered with regard to the general dwelling on this planet: - Life isn't like a box of chocolates, life doesn't melt in the sun - Duct tape can be used for eeeeeverything (chinese steaming basket catastrophe/ flynet/computer setup) - American ladies who drive a giant Mercedes and are not able to park it (i.e. have to ask passers-by to park it for them in a space that is 1 1/2 times the size of the car) should be stripped of their license and given a donkey.
So, the boyfriend has taken off to the Netherlands with a friend. They are sitting across from eachother in their tents out of the rain as I type. And I'm having a couple of relaxing me-days. Day one: (yesterday) Pyjama day - I spent the whole day vegetating in my pyjama's, well I did go outside in the sun for a while. Day two: (today) Preparation day - researching my trip to amsterdam, buying supplies for my spa day ;), doing some yoga, getting my jewellery ready for the jury
What a boring entry so far - can't wait to go to Amsterdam next week =D I wish there was a CS meeting..
The reason this is so boring is I'm half watching America's got Talent (and there's a really good looking guy singing a really catching song)
I shall end with some cliché statements that perfectly describe my state of mind at the moment: "Should I change my haircolour?" "Which facemask should I try first, the hydrating one or the purifying one?" "Should I paint my toenails the same color as my fingernails?"
Seriously: somebody should invent some kind of punctuation mark that denotes sarcasm. How about ~ I promise to write a more profound entry soon! ~
Het is weeral tijd voor een Radio Modern Feestje in Antwerpen. Wie gaat
mee?
Wat? Check www.radiomodern.be maar er is een dansles, een makeover
studio (haar en make-up) een live band en vrouwelijke DJ's aanwezig
(zoals de vorige keer).
Inkom is 10 euro ; 8 voor studenten (ik weet het het is veel - maar
gegarandeerd geen lastige mensen en superfun!)
Wanneer? Zaterdag 29 Mei om 20u scherp (dansles begint stipt om 20u)
Waar? De Roma :D (tram 24 stopt daar en tram 10 misschien ook... arne?)
in ieder geval: www.roma.be
Hoe? Gekleedt ala jaren 50: voor de mannen denk bretellen en hoeden,
witte hemden, geklede broeken en maffia leren schoenen of ...
voor de vrouwen polka dots,
brede rokken met onderrok of kokerrokken, huidkleurige kousen, all stars
of hakken of ..
make-up: rode lippen, eyeliner
of ...
haar: krullen, op huge en
opgestoken (amy winehouse-achtig... serieus)
Wie? Er gaan enkele mensen mee zoizo al mee, je zal wel zien :)
Laten jullie weten als jullie meegaan - moet ik iemand zijn haar/schmink
doen?
Usually I keep my blog strictly out of my personal life, maybe except the banalities, but today I feel like dishing something very personal, the most romantic thing I've ever had someone say to me..
As I am finishing up my bracelet and other final pieces, I am realising that I can make jewellery!!!!!!
