fucking fuck fuck

well hello there! It has been a long time, yes yes I know. And I'm very sorry. the reason I have not been blogging is mainly because I have been busy in the lead up to moving house which I am doing from tomorrow onwards. I was using my lunch breaks to get home insurance quotes and calling up various utility companies to organise final readings etc.

THEN as luck would have it, life dealt me a swift kick in the guts on Friday when I discovered my car had been stolen from the train Station after work. I got off the train at about 5pm (as i finished early) and was concentrating very hard on not getting my nice red open toe shoes wet in the puddles and the rain. I was too busy looking down to notice that my car was no longer there. When I did realise, I must say I got slightly frantic and emotional and i paced up and down the rows of cars looking around like a crazy lady. I suddenly remembered that i actually KNEW the exact spot I parked in, because the car in front of mine had parked funny which I noted to myself in the morning. So when I was standing in the spot where my car had been, dripping wet with squelching shoes longing for the umbrella that was in my car, that's when shit became real. I had to call my mum to come and get me, and then we noticed there were police already at the station for another reason, so we waited and chatted to them and made the report. The condescending cop was like "now love, are you sure you didn't just park it in a different spot to usual and forget..?" pffft. as if. So then Josh came too for support and took me home for a hot shower and a cup of tea and some pep-talk. I basically just have to wait now.

It's so shit. Couldn't have happened at a worse time as I am shifting house tomorrow - if i can get a car to use. And I had saved up really hard every week after paying the mortgage, bills, rent, food, train ticket, petrol etc to get like $1,500 which i was planning to use on improvements for the new house. Now I cannot spend any of it in case I have to get a new car or pay my excess for repairs if my car is all smashed up. It is so frustrating that I work hard and do everything properly and keep getting dealt all these massive random blows. I'm getting tired! And there are people out there running around doing all this illegal shit under the radar and they just take everything they want without having to work hard for it. Makes me sick. Maybe they are the smart ones really...? Maybe a life of crime is something I should consider, turn the tables a little... live in a GTA world. Fuck this man.

So yes I'm trying so hard to be positive about my situation. I know it could be sooooo much worse. I know there are people out there in the world who will never own a car. There are people out there who won't even make it to my age. At least i didnt have a loan on my car which i'd have to still pay off. BUT my car is old and i wont get much insurance for it. My mum is really encouraging and keeps saying "things will turn around, something good will happen..." whereas my dad is like "yeep.... life is shit. just one kick after another until you're dead." not even joking, thats what he was saying last night. So yes. I think I will take the rest of the week off work and focus on the house and packing and moving and trying to think how lucky i am to have so many THINGS and my health etc etc.

jade out.

dad not found, dad not found...

First of all, let me start by saying goodbye to an old friend... Mr. Happy Rabbit.

Maki, under my suggestion and guidance, ushered you into the next life by curb-stomping your head like on American History X. He was laughing so much that he couldn't even deliver the scripted line so I had to go: "Now say Goodnight!" right before he delivered the final blow. It was rather funny. But in a way I'm sorry. Rest dear friend...

Now, I can get onto the point- some nice pictures I took on Sunday. The sun was out, and we were celebrating the departure of our friends Didge and Claudia- setting course for Europe. We were celebrating their departure cos we hate them ever so much. Not really. I like them generally, but now I kinda want to kill them and steal their identity so I can go to Europe instead :( One day, one day... I mean 'one day i'll go to Europe' not 'one day i'll kill them'. Their lives are safe for now. Anyway, here are a few of my favourites...

megan loving her cheesecake

paper airplane WAR

trav and josh

evan and didge

maslin and trav

a leetle buggy

some dude rocked up with bags of snakes, so we all had a bit of a play. I don't have any pics of me with the snake, but someone else does. I'm guessing my face is not impressed. Did not like.

i really thought he was going to strike at my face. gross

daftly DIY: furniture facelift (part 1)

Howdy Y'all! Well on the weekend I had told myself I would do something productive with my time... seeing as I am moving house next week and haven't packed or done ANYTHING!!! One of the things I really wanted to do was to give my furniture some new life, as some of it came from the side of the road. Not. Even. Joking. My kitchen stools came from the side of the road as did the dining chairs. I want to get some fancy IKEA dining chairs to replace them, but the stools I like. I just don't like them MUCH. As I have a bit of an obession with white furniture (not racist) I decided that with a little elbow grease I could make them look real perdy in my new house.

Mum was working on her house and I offered to go around and help, but she said that I should bring my furniture and start working on it. So I did. I brought 4 stools, 2 mirrors, and a wall cabinet I got from the op-shop for $3.99. Here's my stuff..

So she hooked me up with some ear muffs and a pivotal sander and I sanded back the 4 stools and the wall cabinet. I will have to do the mirrors another time as the sun went down :(

I'm thinking this can go in the laundry or something. I just bought it and didn't really plan it out. I want to use some of my chalkboard paint on the front panel and have the rest white.

So once I had finished sanding, I got 1 coat of white on the stools and cabinet, and they already look tonnes better... in my opinion.

I just need to sand them back and apply 1 more coat. Then once that's dry sand it back again and put some kind of varnish or sealer on it so that it can be sat on. Stay tuned for PART 2 of this furniture face-lift! My new house is going to look like a white supremecist hang-out or sumsing :s

tokyo drift

OK so last week I mentioned I'd be going to that drifting night, remember? Well I did. This was the invite, i love the colourfulnessity of it :)

So my little bro DK came to meet me in the city, and we went for a stroll to Chinatown to get some eats...

We had to stop for this photo-op...

No joke, that was the name of the restaurant! We then got to Shanghai Dumpling house in Tattersalls Lane, and had to wait maybe 5 mins for a seat and this was around 6pm. We ordered 15 steamed pork dumplings (accidentally...we actually asked for 8) and 8 fried chicken/prawn dumplings, as well as some chinese broccoli with oyster sauce and some noodles...

The last dumpling. We were seriously about to BURST! But my god, that place is amazing. The plate of 15 Pork dumplings was $5.80 or something! There was a line snaking up the street when we left! People were placing their orders in the line, it was bazonkers! Then we went for a walk around Chinatown and the city while we waited for Escobar to open. DK took some shots with his PROPER camera, not the old Brownie. He had said he was bringing his photobox on the night so naturally I assumed he was bringing the old box camera... silly silly. Here are some pics he took:

and one I took with his camera:

Yah so eventually we got inside and duuude, I was the biggest 'odd one out' everr! It was 95% guys, and everyone was dressed like my brother (baggy clothes, big shoes, caps...) plus nobody seemed to be very suave or conversational so when they came up to my brother they didn't even look at me wondering who I was or anything and just pretended I wasnt there. It was massive awkward. Sometimes DK introduced me though haha. Yeah but the video was amazing! Lots of cool music tracks, lots of silly shenanigans, lots of pretty camera work! My favourite parts were when the cars drifted in formation around corners. That. Is. Bonkers. I could never trust my driving and the driving of 2 other people enough to do that! But yes now I really want to drive my brothers car! Even though it is Turbo, thus illegal for me to drive... and for him to drive as well *tsk tsk tsk* but he is full of crazy ideas. I wont go into them all, but I really want to share the latest 'plan' he had...

Over dinner at the dumpling house he said "You know Jade, I was looking online at ways to make more money... and I got a good idea!". I said hesitantly "Oh yeah...? What is it?" to which he replied "You know those, like, buskers..?... Well they're not called buskers, but they have a cup and a cardboard sign...". To my shock and horror I realised he meant homeless beggars! He claimed that if he moved to Sydney or Brisbane he wouldn't know anyone and could happily beg his way into wealth. My.... God! Daniel, I still can't beleive it. I started laughing because I imagined the look on Josh's face when I would tell him later on. Silly Daniel, always keeping us entertained!

well, he already uses a shoelace for a belt so he's not far off the "beggar" look. haha...

new moon party and drifting

Pating, patong, patangatong! Hey Hop-a-long Cassidy! I had a really fun night last night at the NEW MOON screening at Maslin's house. Sure, it may sound lame to many of you, but who cares? Not meeeeee, that's who! I got to make all the lame jokes I could muster up - quickly followed by my own giggles and a few incredulous shakes of the head from around the table. Maslin* made an awesome lasagna for dinner, and of course I couldn't help myself and had to make reference to the quote "we're making italiano for you bella" from the first movie, and then I had to ask if anyone got my joke. They did.

*The lasagna was made by Maslin's mum - so technically a maslin did make it...

While we were waiting for dinner Michelle played the role of beatnik using my new 'beatnick cigarette holder'.



Very Audrey Hepburn, even though I really doubt hepburn was actually a beatnik. She just happened to have one in Breakfast at Tiffany's which was filmed around the time of the beatnik hype. And I don't associate those cigarette holders with beatnik culture anyway, i thought they were more like 1920's kinda scene. I don't really know.

Anyway, I also managed to get a DOUBLE edward photo. Pretty good.

Nobody wanted to get in a photo cuddling up to the poster cos they knew that photo would end up right here. Clever girls. There were even 2 boys there "much to their protest"... but they watched the whole thing with very little complaint. I'm onto you boys...

It was a night full of food and snacks, sighs, laughter, comparisons of whose face is stranger out of R-patz and taylor lautner, and hatred of k-stew- what more could I ask for? On my way out, I had to turn my car around so I started to execute a perfect 3 point turn utilising one of Maslin's neighbour's driveways. I kicked 'er into reverse, and was slowly releasing the clutch and slightly accelerating (as you do) when I almost stalled because of THIS! RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY EYES!!!

Um, Maslin, were you aware that your neighbour is actually a vampire? I was not aware that a car dealership existed called "Blood Toyota"... maybe it's one of those exclusive motoring clubs just for vampeeries... in which case I wonder why they flaunt it on their cars? Probably just to rub my nose in it. Rrrrr!

Anywho.. tonight I am going to be having a rather unusual evening. It is perfectly normal, although it is not a sequence of activities I could have forseen myself partaking in. I like it. First, my little brother is coming to the city to meet me after work. This has never happened before. Then he and I are going to have dinner at Shanghai Dumpling House. Again, I don't know if we've ever gone out to dinner together before. THEN, my friends, THEN... we are going to the following event:

Now, I wouldn't say that cars are of particular interest to me. However, my brother DK happens to LOVE them. He has his mad skyline (pictured) which he is very proud of:

At one point he had a facebook album called "at the carwash" with about 90+ photos of his car at the car wash. It's kinda cute, but I still made jokes. He no longer has that album, I must ask him why :P Anyway he asked me to go with him so I though "why the hell not?". So tonight I will be rubbing shoulders with a bunch of rev-heads who I probably have nothing in common with. Well, I do know one guy in the movie. I used to work with him at my old job at the ZOO, and he has red hair and his name is Luke - more affectionately known as "Ginga". Poor guy. I ran into him when I was out one night and he told me that my mum (who now works at the zoo with him) gave him a Christmas card that said "Dear Ginga..." how embarrassing, I was mortified!

Anyway I'm sort of looking forward to this movie, as it's filmed in Japan and i think one of the Japanese crew will be there. I remember Luke telling me about his trip to Japan with his drifting crew, and he said that they bought cheap cars, drove them around until they were trashed, and then shipped the salvaged parts back home, oh and filmed this movie there of course. They stayed in the homes of Japanese drifter friends, and from the sounds of it had an amazing time! I might wake up tomorrow with a new found appreciation of fast cars. Although I'm sure a little part of me will still die when I'm in DK's car and it goes "tsu-tsu-tsu-tsuuuu" as he changes gears. Daniel said he will bring his camera tonight, but he doesn't mean his good one, i think he means this one:

hahaha will report back tomorrow!!

PS. Thanks for the Redskins Maslin, I'm eating one now, and it blasted me back to the canteen line at Primary School. Then i started thinking about Toffee Apple lollies :) mmmm

BURN: beatnick cigarette holder

I went out to the Party Shop just before looking for vampire teeth (of course), and found none. However, I did find this amazing value Beatnick Cigarette Holder for a mere $2.80! Great Value!

Having said that, I would still like to make fun of it:

The first time I saw this I just laughed, then i shook my head disapprovingly as I realised they forgot the apostrophe! I know I'm no grammatical saint, but if I was creating product packaging... I would double check just in case.

Same here, but what does "away out" mean?? I just.... don't know....

twilight and moths

Tonight is the night of nights my friends! My friend Maslin is hosting a twilight night! New Moon came out on DVD today and we will be watching it, along with a delicious dinner of lasagnaaaa. ("We're making Italiano for you, Bella") awesome!!! If i'm not mistaken, I think she and I are the only Team Edward peeps tonight. Everyone else appears to be in the stinky dog kennel that is team JACOB. i jest, i jest. Jacob's ok.

Anyway, I was thinking of bringing something funny along tonight so I googled twilight party and found this cool twilight party guide. jesus christ, a lot of thought went into that.

This gets me thinking about my birthday partayyyy this year. It's in June, and I will be turning 23. 23, wowza. I have lots of ideas floating around as I want a themed party this time. Pretty sure my last themed party was my 21st and it was Op-Shop Formal Dress. Was pretty funny! I think once I get some more definate ideas i'll do a post about it. Stay tuned for THAT!

Also I listened to another podcast from "The Moth" this morning, and it was great! It was an ex NYC cop called Steve Osborne telling one of his impeccably recalled stories from his 20 years of service in New York. He was this really funny, charismatic, wise-ass jester with a thick Brooklyn accent that just makes you smile. It seems as though he is a regulr, so I'd love to hear more of his stuff!

Cool artwork IMO. Check out the website for more info, it looks like quite a few celebrities have told stories for The Moth too! I got this from the website...

What is The Moth?

The Moth, a not-for-profit storytelling organization, was founded in New York in 1997 by poet and novelist George Dawes Green, who wanted to recreate in New York the feeling of sultry summer evenings on his native St. Simon's Island, Georgia, where he and a small circle of friends would gather to spin spellbinding tales on his friend Wanda's porch. After moving to New York, George missed the sense of connection he had felt sharing stories with his friends back home, and he decided to invite a few friends over to his New York apartment to tell and hear stories. Thus the first "Moth" evening took place in his living room. Word of these captivating story nights quickly spread, and The Moth moved to bigger venues in New York. Today, The Moth conducts eight ongoing programs and has brought more than 3,000 live stories to over 100,000 audience members.

Why "The Moth"?

The screen around Wanda's porch had a hole where moths would flutter in and get trapped in the light. Similarly, George and his friends found that the characters in their best stories would often find themselves drawn to some bright light—of adventure, ambition, knowledge—but then find themselves burned or trapped, leaving them with some essential conflict to face before the story could reach its conclusion. So George and his original group of storytellers called themselves "The Moths". George took the name with him to New York, where he hoped that New Yorkers, too, would find themselves drawn to storytelling as moths to a flame. They did. With no advertising, through sheer word of mouth, every show to date has sold out in 48 hours or less.

AWESOME! And you know what else is awesome? I am going to take pictures of this lovely night tonight and show you all in due time :D weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

x-ray cool

Again, the title is just because I don't have any posts beginning with X. Well, you wouldn't think it... but I still have lots to say!

Just pretend we are like cliche american teens in our baby pink skimpy PJ's, having a 3 hour conversation on our land-line phones. my phone looks like this:


and your phone looks like this:

We are laying on our stomachs on our lacy, pillow ladden beds with our legs waving around behind us, and in the back-ground you can see out of focus posters covering the walls. Is that Ryan Phillipe??

Anyway. Let's talk about the weird banging that is occuring on the wall next to me at work. On the other side of this wall is the building next door. I have a feeling it is a ground floor apartment but not sure. Here's what I DO know:
- It has a keypad glass sliding door as an entry point
- It looks more like a shop

- One time I walked past and the sliding door was open and it looked either like a tiny kitchen/lounge or a tiny bar like in Japan. This asian man was serving up bowls or rice from a rice cooker. Possible asian gang hideout?

- I found this poster stuck to the door, and I am now theorising that the asian man there is into S&M.

So myself and Kate (the girl who also saw the poster) think the banging is just the party still raging. I imagine there is one person left conscious, tied up against the wall and they are banging to alert our attention. We thought this was funny, and then shit became real when we heard this screaming from out in the alley/street. My boss climbed the stairs to look out of the window and said: "there's an old asian man screaming and running down the street!". Kate and I think that the gimp has finally escaped and is running for help. While we know that all of this is very unlikely, it is still funny to imagine.

You know what is also funny to imagine? Things that are happening in pictures that probably aren't.

Exhibit A) This is from hayden's facebook. Gettin' checked out from all angles huh? Look at that girl's finger in her mouth! Go Team Hayden!

Exhibit B) Hayden tells everyone that he is part of the Vegan Strength Movement (I'm going to label it a movement) but he actually isn't welcome because he is too small:

Hot damn, those are some large vegans! You know what else is large?? Uhh..hmm that analogy i tried to set up... and it doesn't work. But you know what's coooool? Josh's friend Jim told me about a podcast I might enjoy called "The Moth". Josh happened to have some, so he put 7 episodes on my iPod last night. I listened to 2 today on the train, and they were really amazing. It is similar to This American Life where people tell their story in relation to a theme. However, The Moth is recorded at like clubs or something, and the people get up on stage with no notes and freestyle their story as apposed to This American Life which is more like an interview or a studio recorded piece. I listened to Deborah Scaling Kiley tell her story "Lost at sea" in which she goes on a sailing trip with a bunch of others and it turns really bad. Really really bad. Think sharks and sea-madness and death. She told the story so well but that may be due to the fact that she now does public speaking about her books and experiences all the time. I also listened to Kira Salek tell her story "Bone Yard Stretch" about how she went solo backpacking around Africa when she was 20 and got herself into heaps of trouble and got taken into custody by African Government soldiers who planned to gang-rape her. I can only imagine my face while i was listening to this on the train.

Ok. One other thing has happened today. I have decided I like The Smiths. Haha. For a long time I found them utterly depressing, but I decided to listen to some on my iPod (not sure who put them there) and found the music and lyrics actually beautiful. Funny huh? Maybe because Maki is a huge fan and subliminally i hear him play it all the time and have become brainwashed into liking it? I don't think so.... but I like them. Maybe next time i'm on the toilet I'll pick up the Morrissey encyclopedia that is on the bookstand? hehe

Also i will be watching NEW MOON for the first time very sooon, i will have to go into this tomorrow!!

ode to follower #8: Megan

Well... what can I say about my friend, and new blog follower, megan? I could talk about our 'pretend' attraction to one another that has been a running joke for the past 5 years. As I heard said on "that 70's show", we are one bottle of wine away from making out. Haha. No, somehow I don't think that will ever end up happening, despite how much it has been discussed. I don't think I could be a lesbian in reality... I dunno. I still think you are beautiful Megan, but I love boys (in particular my boy) too much :) What am I apologising for? She isn't gay either hehe. Anyway. Let me tell you a little bit about Megan. The following may or may not be factual information... and she may or may not be wearing a top in this photo:



Megan Rainbow Baggins was born in a remote village in the Australian outback. Her parents were on a whirlwind tour of the country before child #2 came along - effectively hampering their travel plans for a while - when Megan's mother went into early labour. After they were all well enough to travel, they returned back to Victoria and settled in to raise their new daughter properly. Megan's father worked as a male nurse, which came in handy during the outback birth of his baby girl, and he often worked long hours away from home. When he came home from night shift he would serenade his baby with songs he invented about the Periodic Table and cell division and a step by step sing-song about how to properly administer an epidural. Perhaps some of this rubbed off as little Meg's first word was indeed 'radioactivity'.

As years went by, and by the time she entered High School, it was clear to those around her that Megan was in fact a genius. A genius disguised as a fun-loving beach babe. Megan excelled in her studies, and was often labelled a "nerd" by her peers who were obviously jealous of her abilities in the classroom. This didn't bother her too much, for she had very thick skin. It's a medical thing...

Anyway, Megan was one of those mystery girls at school. Very pretty and popular, but then also cast asunder for being so smart, and having 'nerdy' interests. An avid Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings fanatic, Megan could be seen at all the conventions and meetings swishing her cape around with a maniacal grin across her face as she stroked 'her precious'... and by that I mean the replica "one ring" she had purchased. Megan excelled particularly in Chemistry at school, and chose to continue studying this at University. 6 Years on, Megan can be found still stroking her precious, still watching LOST, still studying Chemistry, but with the additional awesome fact that she is almost DR. MEGAN RAINBOW BAGGINS. When she isn't taking part in the above activities, she can be found lecturing University students only a few years younger than herself, and inventing new stuff in relation to Diabetes. If only my memory was amazing enough to explain how clever this girl is, and shed the appropriate amount of light on her achievements. HEY EVERYONE, COME SEE HOW GOOD MEGAN IS!

weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

PS. She was wearing a top in the photo... but I cropped it to be a smarty pants! Also she is a genius and invents stuff and makes me feel inadequate as a human functioning in society. *cry*

bane of my existence: wheelie suitcases

I have to let you in on a little quirk I have. That little quirk is called 'anger'. I am usually pretty unphased by most things, but when I am hung-over or have a cold or am too cold or too hot or have PMS I get unreasonably and irrationally angry. After my work's Christmas party, we were walking to lunch in China Town hung-over and I got unreasonably angry at the man in front of me, but in particular his pin stripe suit. It was just too much. Today, I got angry at suitcases. You know those wheelie ones?

Well lately I have been noticing some (obviously) very important people trotting around town with those in tow. They have so much stuff to carry to work that they need a wheelie suitcase to fit it all in. The problem I have with this is that they walk slower than usual and drag them like a meter or so behind them. I saw one today and it reminded me of an unfortunate rush-hour annoyance last week. Usually I walk pretty fast and will just go around wheelie bag people if they are walking in front of me, but there's not much you can do when you are walking in a pack through the tunnels of Flinders Street Station and you see them pop up to your right, with their freshly acquired mX paper tucked under their arm and they decide to cut off the whole pack and slowly wheel across in front of you all, and go up the ramp to your left.

By this stage in my life I am pretty spatially aware and I know how much space to give people when walking next to or behind them. I also know that I can keep up my pace and just kind of slither around the back of someone if they are walking across my path. However that's pretty hard to do when someone's personal space increases to like 2 meters square due to the addition of one sporty suitcase. I didn't realise this man had a suitcase so I slowed down to let him pass, and I was about to continue walking just as his body passed mine, when I noticed that if I took one more step I would trip over his suitcase and land on my precious face (possibly with my mouth open from screaming, and my tongue scraping the floor). Obviously I had to abruptly stop walking - a faux pas in peak hour at Flinders - causing someone to bump into me from behind.

It seems like a non-issue, I know, but this shit is what sends some daily peak hour travelers over the edge, man! They have a train to catch. They have a particular seat they need to sit in before that other person who always obliviously steals their seat beats them to it once again, effectively RUINING their whole day. So by stopping, I potentially helped ruined someone's day. I don't want that on my conscience! No way! What if that person finally decided to put those murderous rampage thoughts into practice when they got home? What if they took their annoyance out on their kids by throwing all of their toys into the open fire. Just because you have told you kids a hundred times to pack up their toys before bed or else you would throw them in the fire, it doesn't mean you can actually do it, DAD! I really loved my Barbie horse van :(

200thpostextravaganza

OK KIDS, GRAB YOUR SUNDAY BEST, IT'S TIME TO CELEBRATE!!!!! This post is a momentous one for it is the 200th post I have written here on subarashiiblog!!!!!!!!!!! Hoorayzzzzz! If i discount all the shit posts that you read and think "......why?" then maybe this is only my 60th or something haha. First before I get down to business, I'd like to say something to everyone:
yay! Thank you for reading! I have always loved writing and this is a great outlet for my fetish, and it's even better that you seem to enjoy it! I just can't, i just can't, i just can't stop typing weeeee! Maybe i'll move to a town where the local priest won't let people blog or write, and then I'll corrupt the town and they can make a movie about me, and in the final scene i'll be typing furiously to 80's tunes in some dingy LAN party that I help organise, and then it freezes on me picking my nose or something. PRINT IT! That's what people say yeah? Print it? *shrug*

OK, this post is indeed an extravaganza, however I like to think of it as more of a... Rat King:




I heard about this for the first time on 30 Rock, it's basically a tangled mess of rats that get stuck together and join into one giant ball of disease infested rodents. hot.

The first diseased rat in this rat king post is this:


On the weekend i was doing a little vaccuming and saw that the 1981 version of Clash of the Titans was on TV. I saw the new one last week so i thought i'd check it out. It is so corny!!! They have like claymation monsters. Above is medusa! She looks a little different to the one in the new movie - the one Hayden thinks is hot. haha.

SECOND!!! I saw my childhood idol Pauly Shore do dome stand up on Saturday night:

wow! Poor guy is a little washed up these days and kept making jokes about it which was le awkward. I was going to stick around after the show as he was signing pictures and taking photos etc, but there were sooo many people in line- half of whom were drunk bogan skanks and I really didn't feel like hanging out amongst them. Plus I would have been so nervous to meet him that words would have failed me and I would have looked like a rabbit in the headlights in the picture!

THIRD! I got to cooking and made some VEGAN CARROT GNOCCHI for dinner last night. Let's watch:

While I made the gnocchi, Hayden made the pesto. That's a victory pose there in the background.

then Hayden demonstrated his ability to wear Chester like a scarfe. Surely this goes against some sort of Vegan code??

once you have boiled the carrots, you have to sautee them with a bit of onion. Once that's done you BLEND:

then add some flour until you have a dough-like consistency

Then roll out into thin tubes and cut into little gnocchis

here are my gnocchi:

Then you have to boil them a few at a time until they float. Then I plunged them into the icy depths of some icy water. Then i ROASTED them:

Then I added them to the pesto sauce...

voila!

truth is... they were pretty rich. I followed a recipe that said it served 4. However when i looked at the amount of gnocchi, I was horrified to find it only looked like 2 serves. Luckily for me Josh and Maki didn't want to eat. So Hayden and I got some wine glasses of green cordial (i call it toxic sludge) and filled our bowls with delicious pesto carrot gnocchi and started eating rather enthusiatically. that only lasted a few mouthfuls because the carrots were so sweet that it became rather overpowering. Josh ended up eating a bit of mine, and Hayden only got through maybe half of his small bowl before we were all full and couldn't eat any more. Maybe next time i'll stick to plain old potato gnocchi. Or maybe just strand pasta - myyyyyyyy favourite! :D

FOURTH! Josh said that in 1 month I can shave part of his head! YAY! Today he started his 1 month teaching placement at a local Primary School, so he said it will have to wait until after that. I am quite excited because I happen to dig partially-shaved head/mohawk type do's. Exhibits A through C:

Exhibit A: Tim McIlrath (singer of Rise Against). I have a mad crush on this man... *sigh*

Exhibit B) Robert de Niro in Taxi Driver (1976) - coolest he's ever looked..

Exhibit C) I'm saving the best til last here... Jackson Rathbone (aka Jasper from Twilight)

Helllooooooo Jackson! *wink* haha I'm still in crush territoty with this guy. I wish he looked more like this in the movies, and not so Edward Scissorhands-ish. A girl can dream...

Josh was thinking of shaving his head completely anyway, so he is seemingly enthusiastic about this epic shave-off idea of mine. The only problem now is that he has started talking again about ME shaving my head (or part of it). he never lets up about this. I happen to think i could 100% NOT pull off this hairdo. I once tried a straight fringe and was mortified at how bad that was.... i don't think i can deal with a shaved head. I think i would have to be in ultra skinny territory to rock that look and that is not going to happen as i love my food and lady lumps waaay too much :)

In my search for pictures of Tim McIlrath, i found this one which made me laugh:

haha, looks like he is about to shit out a chainsaw, or a stream of monsters! He would still be awesome.

Well guys thanks for reading this, my 200th post, and may Edward Cullen be with you...

Stay tuned for more cool postssss! I have some great ideas a-brewin!