Wednesday 30 December 2009

Bite the hand that feeds


A seemingly apt title. I had to go "sign on" today. For those unfamiliar with the term, it's what you gotta do when you've lost your job and need money. The government pay you! It was fucking horrible, I'm a strong person but I was a little too close to tears for my liking; there were people sat around crying and looking really ill. Basically, (not to sound like a dick) the dregs of society. I really didn't need to be humilliated, why isn't there a better way of giving people hand outs? Actually, I take it back as there are too many freeloaders and stuff. Anyway, I never thought I'd say it but I can't fucking wait to get another job.

It's been raining all day. Went to the city to watch my little sister go nutty in a LUSH shop. Got really jealous I didn't have any ca$h to blow, but it's fine, I'd like to stop being a great hairy consumer for a while. Gotta love the sorts you see out in the city sometimes...

Made some hummus and had some leftovers from yesterday, which was like an insane stew bonanza with every vegetable in varying states of being out of date in it. It was tasty regardless. OH. AND THE CUPCAKES. Made some shit hot almondy chocolatey lov-e-ly vegan cupcakes in the presence of an old buddy (who just watched as the chaos unfolded). My fabulous cousin bought me the "vegan cupcakes take over the world" cookbook and my god. It made it sound like they'd be really hard to make and that they could go wrong at any given moment, but I think my virgin batch turned out just fine :) definitely having a sugar rush, as I haven't eaten anything so sugary since I went vegan. H'ooohhh shizzle.

Monday 28 December 2009

Yup.


Woke up dried up. Two brutal kids in the living room. Went to the nearby town which is full of inbreds. Got cupcake supplies. And vegan cheese. Made some supreme pasta dealio upon arrival home. Haven't made up mind on it. Rest of day spent sewing things onto paper. Nice clouds. Hamster joy time. Transition into nocturnal creature imminent.

Sunday 27 December 2009

Here's some pictures of ducks.


The most interesting converstations seem to happen at late at night. They're quite rare but when a group of people come together and somehow get on the topic of life, the universe, religion and everything it leaves you ringing for days. Last night we watched a film called Zeitgeist, and it destroyed me! Just how willing we, as people, love to be told what to do, got me. We can't think for ourselves, we've been conditioned to do what we're told and think nothing of it. Bleuughh. Another thing that did me in was talking about the kind of.. interntal universe and external universe. How inside us and everything there are tiny particles which keep breaking down into smaller and smaller things, until there's just space and how space is just full of things and space! Ah! I can't even put into words anymore what we all went on about last night but it blew me mind. It's getting blown too much recently. Going to be dust soon. Also will probably end up as some conspiracy theory wanker who stands on a soap box. And straps themselves starkers to whaling boats. I have seen my demise. Oh. Watched the ducks today. Gotta lahfe dackies.

Saturday 26 December 2009

Put the fork down


The glut-fest is unrelenting. If I'm not careful I will be the size of a train. I wish I could write something interesting. I plan to get off my head on either tea or spiced rum or both tonight, possible update to ensue.

Friday 25 December 2009

Debut


It's Christmess day. I'm full upto my eyebrows with sloppy nut roast and zubrovka. In this hazy state I have started a blog. What better time than now and all that! And why not while you're stuck to the setee with a gut the size of your large dog, Kads?

The other day I was made redundant from my shitty warehouse job which, over the space of four months, sucked my soul away, ruined my hearing (which I cherish so), and kept me from the outside. It's as if I'll be born again though; I have been incubated in a big bastard grey box and known not alot more. I am free to set havoc on the big wild world and reacquaint myself with the things I missed so much, like the sun and clouds and rain and air. And of course, find my soul again. YESSS. I AM FREE. FREEEEEE! But now I'm poor. And VULNERABLE - I remember from my time before the big grey box that this frightening world can be full of arseholes. But alas, time to get the flour and graphite and ink and spices out (not together, that wouldn't taste or look nice.. maybe, hmm..) and get my life back!