Monday, June 8, 2009
Bread and Butter Pudding
I'm currently making bread and butter pudding.
I've never made it before, so it's quite the adventure.
I remember a boy in my grade once said that his favourite food was bread and butter pudding. Mum and I went out for afternoon tea later that day and I took the chance to get a slice of 'bread and butter pudding'. Mum was dismayed at my choice, when there was plenty of hummingbird cake, mud cake, pavlova and the like. I can't remember it even being that good. What a nut job Mitch was, I thought.
But now! I am left with a stale half-loaf from Threshermans which was a mere $2. How could I resist? I ate a good few slices, except then my baby grew old.
I'll have to let you know how it goes. It currently looks like arse, I'll be frank.
Less than two weeks, my fine feathered friends. I've slowed everything down and am now only volunteering a couple of times a week. Tonight I'm getting my nap sack and going on a fun two-day adventure to Bairnsdale, to visit my friend Jo. I've been meaning to do this trip for the good 4 years that I've known her, but I've never got there. Now is kinda my last chance though, so why the heck not.
This weekend I'll be embarking on a 20 hour TEFL course in South Melbourne. 20 hours! Over two days! I've not done anything this lengthy/ intense for quite the while, maybe since last year. You know, sitting in one room having someone talk at you. Actually, the first aid course was like that. That was so bad. But yes, hopefully this course isn't like that. And then next week is it! No more Dudley Street for me. Crazy times. I'm so looking forward to overseas, but with that comes the end of being here, obviously. Meh. It's been mega fun whilst it's lasted.
I'm now going to read Pride and Prejudice in front of the heater. See youse all round like rissoles.
g.o.o.d.b.y.e.
I've never made it before, so it's quite the adventure.
I remember a boy in my grade once said that his favourite food was bread and butter pudding. Mum and I went out for afternoon tea later that day and I took the chance to get a slice of 'bread and butter pudding'. Mum was dismayed at my choice, when there was plenty of hummingbird cake, mud cake, pavlova and the like. I can't remember it even being that good. What a nut job Mitch was, I thought.
But now! I am left with a stale half-loaf from Threshermans which was a mere $2. How could I resist? I ate a good few slices, except then my baby grew old.
I'll have to let you know how it goes. It currently looks like arse, I'll be frank.
Less than two weeks, my fine feathered friends. I've slowed everything down and am now only volunteering a couple of times a week. Tonight I'm getting my nap sack and going on a fun two-day adventure to Bairnsdale, to visit my friend Jo. I've been meaning to do this trip for the good 4 years that I've known her, but I've never got there. Now is kinda my last chance though, so why the heck not.
This weekend I'll be embarking on a 20 hour TEFL course in South Melbourne. 20 hours! Over two days! I've not done anything this lengthy/ intense for quite the while, maybe since last year. You know, sitting in one room having someone talk at you. Actually, the first aid course was like that. That was so bad. But yes, hopefully this course isn't like that. And then next week is it! No more Dudley Street for me. Crazy times. I'm so looking forward to overseas, but with that comes the end of being here, obviously. Meh. It's been mega fun whilst it's lasted.
I'm now going to read Pride and Prejudice in front of the heater. See youse all round like rissoles.
g.o.o.d.b.y.e.
Friday, June 5, 2009
most of the time
Hi there.
I'm lying in my bed, it's 1.21pm Saturday arvo. The blinds are shut and my friend Louise has crashed on the mattress next to me. Twas a big, fun night last night.
It was kinda a going away party for myself (and also my housemate who is going to Nepal for a couple of weeks). The housemates brought a majority of the party-goers though, so I'm grateful. Is that the right, grateful? Greatful? No, it's not that. Hmm. You don't wanna think about that in the literary sense, grate full. Gratings. Ok, enough of that.
Danny's Burgers. A genius place. I've wanted to go there the whole time I've been in Melbourne. This desire was heightened once it was featured in the Good Weekend magazine. It's just down the road, a couple of blocks away. It's a 24/7 burger joint and by joes is it a happy place.
So I'm heading outta this land soon. I feel different somehow after being sick. I just feel less need to do stuff, to rush around. I think I was creating all these things for me to do, and placing high importance on all of these things. And being sick just stops everything and your sense of time changes.
And this feeling is lingering. I can't involve myself in any new projects because there's a limited amount of time. I feel stuck, in a sense. Work is slow, only a coupla shifts per week, and I'm just waiting to leave.
Hmm. I think that's it for the moment. Hope youse are doing well! Au reviour mes petites.
I'm lying in my bed, it's 1.21pm Saturday arvo. The blinds are shut and my friend Louise has crashed on the mattress next to me. Twas a big, fun night last night.
It was kinda a going away party for myself (and also my housemate who is going to Nepal for a couple of weeks). The housemates brought a majority of the party-goers though, so I'm grateful. Is that the right, grateful? Greatful? No, it's not that. Hmm. You don't wanna think about that in the literary sense, grate full. Gratings. Ok, enough of that.
Danny's Burgers. A genius place. I've wanted to go there the whole time I've been in Melbourne. This desire was heightened once it was featured in the Good Weekend magazine. It's just down the road, a couple of blocks away. It's a 24/7 burger joint and by joes is it a happy place.
So I'm heading outta this land soon. I feel different somehow after being sick. I just feel less need to do stuff, to rush around. I think I was creating all these things for me to do, and placing high importance on all of these things. And being sick just stops everything and your sense of time changes.
And this feeling is lingering. I can't involve myself in any new projects because there's a limited amount of time. I feel stuck, in a sense. Work is slow, only a coupla shifts per week, and I'm just waiting to leave.
Hmm. I think that's it for the moment. Hope youse are doing well! Au reviour mes petites.
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