January 2009
13 posts
Currently reading: Hollywood Wives by Jackie Collins. It’s for work, I swear. But I am finding it suitably trashy/enjoyable. Next up on the list: A Dog Year. Also for work. Apparently it is weepy, but most people seem to like it. Once that is finished, I can actually move on to my “Would like to read” pile. I am being influenced by last week’s Observer and moving in...
Go see it: La Clique →
Painting for 2 hours. We ran out of white. God damn you Nigel and your decision to paint the living room in dark blue stripes. Hopefully the next bucket of paint will let us finish off the job. Also painted the hallway ceiling with its undercoat, approximately 8 months after the re-plastering finished. Phew. I am knackered. But, plus side = 420 calories burned, apparently. And assuming I...
A Pizza Express capricciosa pizza contains 900 calories. NINE HUNDRED. I think I ate there every week in November and almost every week in December. DAMN YOU PIZZA EXPRESS WITH YOUR DELICIOUS PIZZA AND YOUR REASONABLY PRICED MENU! DAMN YOU AND YOUR 2 FOR 1 OFFERS! DAMN YOU, DAMN YOU AND YOUR 900 CALORIE PIZZAS!!
That is all.
Moving on
Does anyone know a good London-based food-events blog? Like the woman at Not Eating Out in NY always has loads of great food events mentioned on her blog - cook offs and tastings and cookery classes, but I have yet to find something similar for London. Any recommendations most welcome.
I am feeling depressed and as though the winter will never end. A cloud of gloom descended on me yesterday and it feels as though it will be there forever. I love London, but I think I need to leave. I don’t know where to. Not the US. Not Israel, however deep my love of Tel Aviv might be, somehow I don’t think moving into a warzone is the answer to a stress-free life. Maybe...
It's my party and I'll cry if I want to
Birthday drinks last night were fantastic, but the sore head I have this morning is not so hot. Bacon & egg roll + can of coke did a bit to relieve it, but feeling rather rough, I must say. Still, ‘twas a genius night. I love the local near work. Paul, the landlord, is good people and let us have a lock in. He could see that the band didn’t want to call it a night. Love him.
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Bittman tells me how to re-stock my kitchen (NYT) →
amorousmusings:
I can’t get enough of this guy.
It’s also 10:23 AM EST and I want to cook dinner after reading this article.
YUM.
A letter to my boiler
Please, seriously, please, don’t pick today to pack up. K? Tnx bai.
Um...
tell me about it. I still feel that way and am nearly 28!!
brokenbottleboy:
The other day I was found myself thinking about what I want to be when I grow up. I’m nearly 25.
phew
happy new year