two odd things about being a vegan, or at least for me anyway:
1) you get meatmares: nightmares where you watch yourself eating meat (or similiar animal things)only to wake up in a cold sweat, confused for a few moments as to whether it was real before stubling on the realisation that you just had a meatmare
2) weird-ass cravings: i'm not talking about cheese or chocolate cravings here, no, i'm refering to caper, almond, dried cranberry, salad etc. cravings. i got a salad one today and practically ran to the supermarket to buy up some sprouts and leafy greens - made myself a mega-salad, i did.

ps/ you know whats annoying, when people ask who went vegan first, myself or samuel, and i know the inference made from that information will be that one of us made the other go vegan. or, when people make an inference about one making the other go vegan, based on whom is the more verbal vegan.

in case anyone got the wrong idea, i made sam go vegan, it was all me, he can't think for himself and make his own decisions, so i had to do it for him.

my grandmother has (well, had) black curly hair and blue eyes. she grows her own tomatoes. back when footz-crazy was full of wogs people would attempt to speak to her, say at the busstop, in fob-speak. alas, no, onions and garlic disagree with her too much for her to be a wog.

that and, according to my grandfather, i-tai food stunk up the fridge, and my family would look poor (which was the greatest shame upon the family) if they were to been seen picking grass (basil) to eat (giving the impression that the family could not afford 'real' food - such as chops, steak,or sausages)

enhancement orientation: waste of my life. something six hours that could have been condensed into one.

the difference between high school and uni: you go to degays (or st.fags if you aspire to one day be like smitch) after school, you go to the pub after uni

spent the day with hunter, he's great. he didn't know anyone else there (hence, i kinda dumped ya noor) - and frankly, he's colder than samuel when approaching and meeting new people.

the Q&A with past enhancement students was amusing: the redhead went to westbourne, the blond was the evil girl from the saddle club (i'm almost certain) and me and sam once shared a table with the guy at the state library, he was talking with some girl about how you may aswell bypass the whole bachelor of arts and just apply for the dole instead of going to uni.

went to the espy afterwards (as if i were an actual uni student). will initially came with us so we would buy him beer, they his frinds cancelled on him cos it was too cold (and they only ever wear running shorts, occasionall with singlets or t-shirts) and so he got pretty nicely toasted before joining us at the espy (drinking pure blonde, on the street = all class).

none of us were id-ed, possibly cos i'm busty and sam and rhys have hairy backs.

went with the intention of seeing defiance, ohio being utter filthy hippies. found out they would play at one; found out they played at one at nine. turns out the LOTF guy was called will wagner (as in vagner with the v-sound cos he's a giga-aryan) and he was opening - i missed him.
and who did i bump into? why finnigan and pete (ah-la ex-mhs or if you will, ah-la hillz formal date). finnigan is apparently doing arts/law at anu. what a nerd.

we only stayed for about an hour: the only vegan beer on tap was stellar artois and it was $21 a jug. i prefer the workshop, they have outdoor chairs and they actually let you have water like a responsible venue should. and they have beer vegan beer on tap that won't cost you your grocery money for a jug.

so we left, and then we had to wait round, because will (who had left earlier) was having irresponsible sex. with a 24-year old. who only happened to have left his school this new year. i was not impressed.

ps. moneybags has a really, really, shit tattoo. its some guy with a watering can, growing an anarchy flower, ah-la 'planting the seeds of revolution' - which he is not might i add.

i am now liscensed to hoon.
a man gave me a filty look for being a precarious learner drived around his children on bicycles.

apparently edgewater is the place to be for absolutely hopeless learner drivers: most of the houses are still being built and because of its enclave/compound-like status, there arn't really any people driving through on their way to the shops or something (there are no shops).

i ran over a traffic island and all the builders laughed at me cos kiongs manual is a bitch to start and hence it took a few attempts to get it to start.
and just in general its just a bitch to drive (the drivers seat is propper up of a brick and hence can't move and the there's no mirror on the left)

ps/ noor, do you happen to know when orientation finishes tomorrow?

finally got round to guinea-pigging the ilustrious vegan yeast, and i have to say its alright, doesn't have that weird 'mock' taste to it, possibly cos its not meant to be a substitute for anything. i had some with some pasta sauce (on a pasta of course), it didn't drastically alter the flavour or the taste, it detracted a little from the sauce, and personally, i prefer pinenuts. but, all in all, it wasn't too bad, and i probably chuck it with some other things on a later date.

ps/ i know it sounds disgusting, yeast sprinkled on food, but its not like bakers yeast, or brewers yeast, its some kind of crazy yeast.

samuel, return the walking dead. keeping you around is costing me monies. you whore.

getting even more chummy with LOTF staff, they all seem to at least know my face and one of the guys (who i forgot the name of, so i hope he forgives me if he ever happens to stublem onto this) is apparently going to try and get us on the door for defiance, ohio (he's supporting i believe). life i said, it's kind of embarrasing that they partially recognise me, cos it really not the kind of food one should be eating that often (but it's soo good and soo vegan) - it's like how the staff at the local macdonalds and the local fried chicken store know my father and my brothers, which is kinda embarassing.

ps/ the burns suited matt far more than the goatee. somebody should tell him that.

i don't care what the fashion section of the herald sun says, wedge heel sandals are hideous.

and i know, ain't nobody who will agree with me, but thongs are gross, especially with track pants (you can't do athletic things in thongs, so why the track pants). they're like i got the rubber sole of my shoe and bound it to my foot with elastic bands, that is what a thong represents. thongs with leggings also bad. leggings/footless tights bad. in fact, everyone should just dress like me, and then i wouldn't have to blog telling everyone what they're allowed to wear. no bucket hats.

samuel needed a larger bookshelf, this one is pretty much identical to the other one which elyse can give me.

for you other, not samule, who i'm sure will demand some kind of social commentary regarding sed bookshelf... well, not really social commentary, but please don't think poorly of me for having so few books, most of them are at maureen's house and i just don't really buy books new ever, so most of them are by way of the op-shop, the library (second-hand, maureens was a librarian), or occasionally from second hand books stores. i assure that i am in fact, literate.

ps/ i actually included myself in this photo for something other than personal self-indulgence, you see, my body acts as a visual-spacial reference point. so the size of sed bookshelf my be determined, you see.