Chilli

So, about 2 1/2 years ago - I discovered I could cook… And not just… cook… but cook really well. I know, it sounds arrogant…

But as my dad had said…. I could have burnt water in the old days.. so it came as a bit of suprise. (It’s amazing what happens when someone encourages you).

I have so many cookbooks.. Which I love reading and just going through, getting inspiration - but I don’t “use” them… and I don’t use them because I struggle to follow recipes, unless I’m baking which seldom happens. I use them as inspiration, ideas of combinations.. but.. I get annoyed with little bits and pieces in recipes.. So they are inspiration for my own creations and inventions. Sometimes I think this must drive the lad nuts.

The other thing about food, and cooking is that - I’m extremely picky. For example, I am totally over your average run of the mill pasta.. I love pasta.. BUT. I don’t like pasta with tomato or cream sauce because its been DONE TO DEATH. SIMPLE IS GOOD. (Gnocchi is very different give me mum’s homemade gnocchi and any sauce and I will be happy)
So most of my pasta has a meat, seafood or vegie base and a bit of olive oil, herbs and spices etc.

This brings me to last nights dinner. The quickest, most delicious pasta involves good olive oil, decent quality pasta, a can of decent quality tuna, some garlic, onions, any herbs lying around the house or any extra nice tasty bits (such as pine nuts *yum*). Last night, while whipping up my usual tuna pasta (tuna in olive oil - not brine) I decided to add some dried chilli flakes.. I know the merits of fresh chilli.. but I had never expermiented with dried chilli flake….

……I’m still in flavour country.

Everybody needs good…? BLOOD DUSTER

So, my neighbours are horrendous. White Trash. Bogan… Hideous to look at. And they yell alot. And they have annoying dog. That does not shut up. It’s also probably mistreated/never played with/walked/paid attention to.

Today they have been particularly annoying. I got home from a fairly intense week at work to hear dumber and dumber and their two sperm mishaps screaming at each other.. So I played Blood Duster at them… Giving Stiff to the Stiff and Metalasfuck seemed to shut them up. Str8outtanorthcote is a great album

13th

this just feels like spinning plates

Machine gun.

So, last few weeks in review. Saw Henry Rollins live, very wicked.
Lovin’ the new Portishead record… has been a long time between drinks.
Had an awesome long romantical weekend with the lad.
Job satisfaction hitting all time low. Can’t wait for course to be over, its beginning to drive me nuts.

Have been watching Skins, very addictive and cool.

The world still turns…

I’ve been sick with something that makes me sound like a young boy whose voice is breaking and a phone sex operator for the last 6 days. I have huge, gross, painful tonsils, hideous ear aches and sinusitis. I’m on my second round of anti-biotics, the first round, obviously did nothing.. The second round… is the most intensely strong fucked up medication I’ve ever been on. There are all these rules about when I take them what I have to do once I’ve taken them.. etc etc.. anyway.. aside from all of that I haven’t been to work in nearly a week.

I spoke to my boss today and it seems like, in 2.5 working days (thanks to Easter thats all I’ve had to take off) that my entire workplace has been turned onto its head. 2 resignations and no doubt, a fair amount of drama. Hopefully I’ll be back at work tomorrow, my main aim is getting well enough to go to the gym.

Breaking through the barrier…

I’ve spent the last few months trying to break through the barrier. I’ve been slamming my head against a wall waiting for someone else to catch on and come to the party. I coordinate a few different programs… One of which I feel particularly passionate about… It’s mine, and I’ve worked my arse off to get it working, to get it to a place I’m happy with… and today, I finally broke through the pain barrier. After 3 months worth of blood, sweat and a few tears I actually managed to achieve something.

This program is not one of my “high profile” programs. It doesn’t get notoriety in the papers, I don’t have notable people wanting to get in on the action - giving me money to keep it going, or providing media photo ops *gag*… It’s somethings small, low-key but has a huge impact on some people…  I’m proud of it, and I care about it, and people involved in it are important to me.

When people ask me what I do, their eyes tend to glaze over and they seem to think I’ve got shit for brains. Apparently making money and contributing to extending someone elses wealth is all that matters… Sometimes Mostly, the pay is disheartening, but life has to amount to more than your pay packet. I feel sorry for all the passionless fucks who go to work every day just for money.. there has to be a bit more to life than that… its the time you spend away from those you care about. I spend more waking hours with my mates at work than I do with my fiance… I have to enjoy what I do to make that sort of commitment… Or at least know that it will lead taking me somewhere I want to be

As I said to someone this evening. I’d sooner be ethically poor than an unethically wealthy.

Facespace #2

I don’t understand Facebook. I think I missed the point.

Maybe it has something to do with my total and utter lack of interest in people I went to school with.. that seems to be the “thing to do”. The people I spend time with don’t have facebook accounts, infact, half of them don’t even have internet connections at home… I think thats why I get on well with them.

There is however, one redeeming factor to facebook… Facebook scrabble. I’m addicted. Totally and utterly addicted. If I could access Facebook at work - I would do nothing but wait impatiently for my competitor to complete their turn.

Slap in the face

Brendan Nelson, you are a tool.

Fuck off.

Dumb things

I am a “strange and insane” idiot and seem to have lost my phone.

I have never done such a thing before. It’s quite distressing and highly irritating. I keep hitting the ridiculously slow Telstra MyAccount site to see if account has updated yet, and to see if some prick has made thousands of dollars of phone calls on my account.  I feel like I’m going to turn inside out. I have never done anything like that before. Sure, I do stupid shit all the time - but stupid losing mobile shit - not really my brand of stupidity.

I’m hoping it’s at the gym. I’ve had the SIM barred but if the damage is already done…

I’m fucked.

Anyone wanna buy a JB voucher and a Myer Voucher off me?

Boredom…

Type your name and needs after it into Google, and write the 10 results that come up, plus your favourite at the end.

1. Bee needs a foster home
2. Bee needs a sponsor to get her microchipped
3. Bee needs to know that what’s happened hasn’t changed her feelings
4. Bee needs to be fitted with a straight jacket right away
5. Bee Needs Help Suggestions & Feedback
5. Bee needs to represent for the short hair chicks
6. Bee needs breathing equipment
7. Bee needs to be pimped out
8. Bee Needs To Go
9. Bee needs time and distance before she can make any decisions
10. Bee needs drivers
Favourite: Bee needs a classic Mediterranean climate to epitomize the essence of this classic grape