come and git' it.

I love a bit of insanity.
I woke up yesterday morning and was off like a racehorse. I decided to cook. I first came up with a peach and pear tart. That can also be made in a vegan fashion as well. I was quite proud of myself.
I made a nice quick crust then lined the pan with thinly sliced pears, sprinkled sugar, cinnamon, and all spice. I then lined thinly sliced peaches.
Then I took soft tofu (you can also use marscarpone cheese instead) and maple syrup and blended it into a fine paste, spread that lightly and then repeated the pears and peaches. I then took sugar and sprinkled it ontop so that when it was baking it would create a carmelized effect.
Tom was definitely keen upon that.
It didn't stop there. I found we had a few eggs left and a bit of cream. I thought, I wonder if I could make creme brulee. I had never attempted it before and so I took a lark. It came out rather well I was surprised. Of course I refused to share it with anyone and ate it up like a pig.
Then I ended with making a vegan sweet potato pie. I think it turned out not to shabbily. though I think I would prepare the sweet potato differently next time.
Then I went to work. It was work-like. Yet the highlight of the evening was the gentleman who made a rather cheap pass at me, wouldn't leave me alone and said, "yeah, you can find me anytime" I did a double take and said, "pardon?" "babe you can find me anytime. Infact how about tonight after you get off of work. We could have some real fun." I bit my lip, so I wouldn't laugh, smiled politely and said, "I believe I will have to decline such an offer"
Ick.
Then I went with some co-workers to the classiest joint in town.
Yes...Sunset Bowl.
The thing is, I have not bowled since I was about fourteen. It isn't exactly something my family ever did.
So, I lack the fine bowling skills.
I believe I bowled a 55 and 82, respectively.
Yes you may laugh.
Today...I may cook something else. What though....
show up at my house for dinner. we may have cheese sandwiches or Omelettes.

WOAH (joey lawrence style)

a grand epiphony that hit me in the last few days (and one that may cause a lot of you to go DUH gen you moron.) That I have often mistaken arrogance for some sense of confidence.
Which is so far removed from integrity.
Oy vey. Do I ever have bad taste. Yet it was also nice to realize that I am gaining a little more self respect and I am not just following my fucking hormones or sense of self-delusionment and doing something that causes me to really hate another individual and myself the next morning.
Yes...I believe Gennie is slowly learning how to be a well-rounded individual.
So while I may be alone for quite awhile. Atleast I won't feel like such a cheap whore or apathetic about my self-worth.
Dr. Phil would be proud. *smirks* gotta love the Rasputin of the 21st century.

darkness...and collages

We are now on a Charles Dickens kich. Plus I am finding some direction with some art projects I have been working on.
Yes...a happy sort of hack I am.
Plus I am now finding any English New Wave film I can get my grubby hands on. I went through most of the Italian work. A lot of Fellini. Then some Truffaut. But then I have been a big Truffaut fan since I was 11 and I sat up one night and watched 400 blows. (please...I don't want to hear any jokes you asses) I write pieces about the movies I watch and I am trying to understand everything about a film. So I go back and forth between modern stuff and watching silent films. Absorbing the emotion, the idea behind each piece of art. Of course, that may be difficult to do with the 'classic' "shakes the clown" But even Martin Scorcese found some redeeming value.

I need to go to the grocery store. I need to buy some bread and milk. My brother is turning into an expensive person to feed at times.