Because it’s just so gorram INFORMATIVE, doncha know?

I have had a stupid, stressful week. The only thing I want to do right now is take like… two weeks off work and not think about anything.

ANYway… I had a dinner party last night. I wasn’t in the most energetic, effervescent, happy mood. Apart from that, the evening was pretty good. I appreciate the effort everyone took to come. Thanks!

First course: Lemon & herb grilled haloumi on a rocket & sundried tomato salad
Second course: Butter steaks with field mushrooms on a bed of wilted baby spinach
Third course: Chocolate & kahlua parfaits

The parfaits really needed to be made just before they were to be served. Timing is the most difficult part of any dinner with more than one course. It inevitably involves being in the kitchen while your guests are out waiting for their next meal. Not that it’s a big problem, conversations continue whether I’m in the room or not, but perhaps another time might have been more suited to the occasion – where I had more energy, and was in a better mood.

Chris and I went to Chermy today. Christian was sure we would have a problem finding a park (Chermside is notorious for difficulty in finding parking spaces, and especially with everyone going so hard at Christmas Shopping…) but we had practically no problem at all. It was an entirely different story trying to find particular shops inside Chermy. It seemed like we walked the entire length of the shopping centre about six times, because each time we tried to find something and found we’d been heading in the wrong direction, we just kept going in that direction to eventually come full circle back to where we needed to go, rather than double-back. I think this was partially because we had no time constraints or any agenda, partially because people watching is fascinating.

I bought a new pair of sunglasses from Myer (it took some convincing from Chris, I was weighing up a few different options), some new tops from Cotton On (Cott On! Cott On!), and a stuffonmycat.com 2007 desk calendar, so that I don’t have to look at stupid quotes from WGP or Anon. anymore. BORING! Stuffonmycat = awesome. Napoleon’s favourite of my new shirts is either the apple one or the one with owls on it. Go owls! What are they doing? They’re all over the place atm!

A couple of photos of some disturbing doll Chris and I spotted at Target at Chermy:

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Try me? Well sweetheart, it looks like someone already did! Nobody’s gonna buy the cow if you’re giving the milk away for free! And other unrelated pearls of wisdom.

Does everyone remember the day last week (not sure what day it was… maybe Wednesday?) when Brisbane was sepia toned? As in, the sky was overcast, but had a brownish hue rather than grey… and even the air seemed to be painted over with olden-days colours. It rained that day, and apparently (according to my sources, which I cannot reveal) it was acid rain. I can sort of remember the rain feeling a bit wrong, and there was a funny smell in the air too… I took a photo that evening, because Calum pointed out that the sky looked like someone had smeared shit across it (you can also see some rain falling over some area of Brisbane in this picture… acid rain! maybe.):

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So, those of you who washed your cars in the last couple of days, you’re pretty lucky and maybe even prescient. Those of you who haven’t forked out the money to have your car washed, do it soon to prevent permanent damage to your paint job.

Anyway, I’m tired! We have to put up the Christmas tree tomorrow, because I ended up not having any time to do it today. I’ve been at Chris’ this evening, chilling out and watching Pay TV. And normal TV too, I’m not a TV snob like you are.


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  1. Thanks for the dinner party, was yum bum!

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