this was christmas dinner

It wasn't bad. I didn't cook it mostly even though I had promised I would.
I did make the cherry sauce to go with the duck.
We had duck with cherry sauce and chicken with gravy and brussel sprouts with chesnuts and bacon and potatoes roasted in goose fat and some peas. We forgot the stuffing. We'd planned on cooking goose but a goose costs FIFTY POUNDS. Too much.
It's not a good year for cheese this Christmas.

my house burnt down

The only thing they could rescue was my heart necklace.
I will write about this properly in a bit.
Here is a picture of my heart necklace which is a little bit burnt and smells like a housefire.

I keep sniffing it.

I have been subletting my friend Tre's room until a few dyas ago when my friend Jay who has a flat upstairs went to India so I moved my stuff up there and was going to be staying there until January the 14th. I was working at Cargo when I got a call from Tre saying that it was on fire so I got Ally (who lives there too) as he was watching the bands and we got a taxi back. Holloway road was blocked off from the Odeon cinema to just by the dominoes. This is a long distance. There were a lot of fire engines. I stood with Ally and Andy and looked at the smoke for a bit and got that song (THE ROOF, THE ROOF, etc) stuck in my head and couldn't help singing it a little bit. I got three buses all the way to Woodford to stay the night at James' house. I was very hyperactive on all the buses and wanted to tell everyone what had happened but managed to mostly keep it in, then one guy at the bus stop was asking about how to get to Stratford and I said "OH YEAH I DONT KNOW, I AM GOING TO WOODFORD BECAUSE MY HOUSE BURNT DOWN", he did not know what to say. I took two cans of fizzy rubicon guanabana (the best drink in the whole entire world possibly) and a bag of skittles and some cherry menthol chewing gum and some starburst and he met me at the bus stop.

Today I went back to see what stuff I could get out because all my clothes and writings (zines, screenplay, novel, diary, etc) were there as well as a lot of my music and some other things. The thing I wanted the most was my heart necklace though, which is lucky because it was the only thing that survived. Jays flat got hit the worst I think, something to do with the way the fire moved. I'm not actually really that sad. I can still remember a lot of the stuff I wrote (not word for word obviously) and my clothes can be replaced. It's a good excuse for a fresh start but I feel really bad for everyone else. I am a little bit sad about my clothes but only a little bit, mostly my ruby slippers and my yumi dress and my good lumberjack shirt.

halloumi with pomegranate salsa

Yesterday my friend Finbar came over for dinner. I know him kind of from school and from college and from living near Dorking. He is one of my favourite people to see.

I made us halloumi kindofkebabs with pomegranate salsa.

Ingredients.

1 packet of halloumi cheese.

tabasco

pitta breads

some tomatoes

a red pepper or two

for the salsa

pomegranate seeds (I got some in a little box from the sandwich bit in Sainsburys)

some ginger

red chilli peppers

coriander

mint

olive oil

balsamic vinegar

salt

spring onions

chop the pepper and tomatoes up and throw them in a roasting dish with some olive oil, balsamic and salt. you might want to put some other vegetables like courgettes and aubergine in too. The only reason that I didn't is because I couldn't afford any more vegetables.

In a bowl mix together your pomegranate seeds, some finely chopped or grated ginger, finely chopped spring onions, finely chopped red chilli peppers (and don't touch your genitals or eyes afterwards because it will HURT) and some chopped coriander and mint. Though I hadn't really made pomegranate salsa before and now I think maybe you could just use mint and no coriander. Put in a few grinds of salt and some olive oil and balsamic and mix it all together a bit.

Put your pittas under the grill, in the oven or in the toaster and cut up your halloumi and fry in some olive oil and tabasco and then put everything together in the pitta.

We also watched I'm not there, I've seen it so many time now but it was really good watching it with Finbar because he could tell me lots of things it was referencing because he is a big bob dylan geek. We also made a miniature village in 1 hour. It was just to see what could be done in 1 hour.

girls

I have trashy taste.

Reasons I shouldn't drink.

-I act like a dick.
-I act like a dick.
-I act like a dick.

I haven't been drinking for the last few months because of the above reasons and also because I hate not being able to remember stuff and because I kiss people I do not mean to kiss and then don't remember it. This means that someone could tell me I had kissed them when I was drunk and I would have no idea if they were lying or not. I was once having a conversation with a friend who looks a bit like a rodent, he was making a joke about me wanting to kiss him. I told him I would never kiss him because he looks like a rat, only to have him tell me that when I was drunk a few months before I had jumped on him and kissed him.

I got given champagne last night, then a malibu and pineapple juice and then I drank a lot of vodka and tonics. I'm not really sure why I did it. The results were not good. I have a cigarette burn on my forehead today, I think I may have got it from playfighting two italian guys at the bus stop. I also have a vague memory of sitting with my boyfriend in the middle of the road, this is bad behaviour.

Today I went to the Diner in Camden with my friends Claudia and Sarah. I was thinking HANGOVER EAT TRASHY FOOD HANGOVER EAT TRASHY FOOD so I had a cheeseburger and when she asked me how i wanted my burger cooked I told her "bloody". I'm a FOOL. Have your steaks bloody, not burgers. I changed my mind halfway through the burger and the very sweet waitress took it to get cooked a bit more.

Three things

Thing Number 1 - KITCHEN IS GO.
The cooker works now, and there is even an oven so I can bake now too. These are exciting times. I can make cakes now if the mood takes me.

Thing Number 2 - SNOW GLOBE.
I started to build the base for a massive snowglobe today. Jay helped me with suggestions and I did the practical stuff which involved a lot of wax melting. I have been working on trying to get the consistency right for the glitter to swirl around well.

Thing Number 3 - BEST ADVERT EVER.
http://www.gumtree.com/london/45/32017845.html
I've written to him.

Eds Diner burgers.

A still from waltz with bashir.



Apparently the kitchen will be ready tomorrow.

After having survived on a cup of cous cous for the whole day I went for dinner at Ed's diner yesterday evening. I had pictured a cheeseburger in my head and we (me and James) went on a big hunt for a good place in the west end to eat one which started at The Diner (too busy) and then to Bodeans (too busy) and ended at Ed's Diner which was actually pretty empty.

I ate a cheeseburger and some onion rings and half of James' chips and I drank a peanut butter and banana milkshake.


Some important points about my meal.

• the peanut butter and banana milkshake is great and has just the right amount of sweetness and saltiness in it and it comes in a big jug kind of thing so you can fill your glass up twice with it.


• James didn't let me pay for my half. It did cost a lot for burgers and sides really.


• The burger was tasty but not enough burger relishes.


• The lighting is not quite right in there.

I felt sick after eating but I think that's because I hardly ate all day then went crazy and stuffed my face.

After dinner we went to see waltz with bashir at the curzon. It's a really beautiful looking animated film about the film maker trying to remember his time fighting in the 1982 lebanon war. All the images at the end (crying women and dead children) stayed stuck in my head for the rest of the night though.