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look away if you don't like porridge.

porridge is BACK!!!!

i didn't know what to do for today's experiment. until i ran into d, about to do the shopping i was going to do, and saw crabsticks for a quid. uh huh, i went there.

laydeezungennulmen, i give you: crabstick and courgette porridge.

no real thought behind this apart from aforementioned purchase, and veg in the fridge that needed eating up.

verdict? i like the crabsticks and porridge. not sure about the courgettes. it needed something with a bit more PUNCH. (i threw in a bit of sachet ketchup, which worked, but then when does ketchup *not* work?)

i will be trying this further next week. i have to. i have to eat up the fishcrabsticks. yes, i like them in my mouth.

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my colleague came into the kitchen as i was preparing my feast. "mmmm, that smells good, what is it?" were his words. i told him he didn't want to know. he pressed the issue. i confessed. he was NOT disgusted, reckoned it was more like risotto than anything else. VINDICATED.

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no carb crash / desk snooze so far. WIN.

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i am still working my way through stef's cast off books.

haruki murakami - after dark. liked this a lot. nothing much seems to happen, it isn't going anywhere, but instead of frustrating me it left me feeling sated, i'd grasped that moment in time completely.

kurt vonnegut - god bless you, mr rosewater. meh, quite good. that's all.

i'm currently reading invisible monsters (palahniuk) and absolutely blinking loving it.

i haven't been doing HUGE amounts of late. this summer (can we call it that yet?) finds me listless, and trying to claw my way back to being comfortably in the black again. hmmmm.

anyway! this means i have been doing other things, such as READING and, er, watching the telly.

freezer burn - joe r lansdale. a random choice plucked from declan's stash. a nice, easy, trashy read. total loser (mum dead and mouldering in bed, failed firework stand heist) ends up working for a freak show, boffing the boss's wife, and failing even further at attempted murder. i'm not sure what the overall thing was trying to say, maybe 'don't trust a woman you're sleeping with she's only up to no good', but it was fun to read. and i have a wonderful mental image of conrad the dog-man that may not go away very fast.

the red queen - margaret drabble. took this on my little holiday by the sea. was a xmas pressie AGES ago from dan's mum, i think, bought solely because of the title. a book of two halves, the first tells the story (researched and mostly accurate but fictionalised) of the red queen in the title. a crown princess in korea some centuries ago. court intrigue, pre-teen marriage, insanity, and rampaging murder. the second half is the story of the modern woman who 'discovers' the tale of the red queen, becomes obsessed by it, and propogates it. including, at the end, to, oh yes, margaret drabble. hmmm. apart from that, i loved it. absorbing. i may have to do some research into old skool korea.

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i have also seen:

coraline. hmmm. passed the time. probably more exciting with 3d glasses than on the telly.

quite a bit of 30 rock which is also so-so, why do people love tina fey so?

and breaking bad, which i only jumped into for the second series and regret not watching more. (chem teacher gets cancer, turns into meth king pin to provide for his family. what?)

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my decision today: to BLOW my 5 months of good work in not buying things and invest in some completely unnecessary shoes or not. well?

(actually i need to ruin my record anyway, for i must purchase some sunglasses and oh look i own no shorts.....)

or things we lost. possibly.

1. facebook is confusing me. no matter if i accept a friend request or two my friendslist (or, y'know, whatevs) stays at the same number. i suppose i *could* be annoying people at the same rate as i'm meeting people, but it seems a little too precise.

2. have i been in your house in the last few months? i had a tube book i was quite into. so into i've forgotten the name. it's by margaret drabble, and has a white-sh cover with pink (i think) writing on it. the blurb talks about small yorkshire villages and genetics and bessie bawtry. have i left it at yours? it wasn't half bad.... so far.