you said i was your blue blue baby
Jul. 25th, 2009 12:35 pmSo let's see. Thursday night I went for sushi with a lot of assorted moped people, and then to the bar with Dave and Jodi and some of Jodi's friends. It was a lot of fun, but I swear Shakespeare's puts something in their beer, because I got way more wasted than I should've off 4 beers. Although maybe sushi isn't the ideal beer-absorption substrate.
Hilarious: conversations where one half of the table thinks they're joking about something, and the other half knows that it ACTUALLY HAPPENED. It is a very dangerous line to walk, haha.
Yesterday I ran some errands and then cooked some kind of weird curry fusion absurdity, using broccoli and onions and garlic and ginger and fake chicken (only because the real kind requires effort) and whole-wheat linguini and biryani paste and red chili and lime, and it actually came out really good. I'm pretty proud of myself, because I don't consider myself a very good cook and this was one of the more ambitious things I've tried to improvise. Although I made a lot and it doesn't seem to reheat too well.
Then I dyed my hair (reddish; it's actually a color I used back in high school) and drank cheap wine all night and went to bed at 3:30 AM and woke up at 9 AM for no reason except that my brain's used to it.
And now I'll stop, as the goal here was to not whine, and today is, for no real reason, Not Good At All. Ah well.
Hilarious: conversations where one half of the table thinks they're joking about something, and the other half knows that it ACTUALLY HAPPENED. It is a very dangerous line to walk, haha.
Yesterday I ran some errands and then cooked some kind of weird curry fusion absurdity, using broccoli and onions and garlic and ginger and fake chicken (only because the real kind requires effort) and whole-wheat linguini and biryani paste and red chili and lime, and it actually came out really good. I'm pretty proud of myself, because I don't consider myself a very good cook and this was one of the more ambitious things I've tried to improvise. Although I made a lot and it doesn't seem to reheat too well.
Then I dyed my hair (reddish; it's actually a color I used back in high school) and drank cheap wine all night and went to bed at 3:30 AM and woke up at 9 AM for no reason except that my brain's used to it.
And now I'll stop, as the goal here was to not whine, and today is, for no real reason, Not Good At All. Ah well.