Fat~

Apr 09, 2007 01:57

Oh my god, how many chocolate eggs is it possible to eat in two days?

Answer: too many.

I haven't eaten anything healthy since Thursday. Katja baked some chocolate&mint muffins with which I've been feeding myself. Then, because I've been the one responsible for cooking since mum's been doing evening shifts, we've had French fries&fish fingers/noodles/rice&nuggets for dinner (yeah, not actually the most Eastern-ish dishes ever *lol*). I'm a terrible cook. Once my little sister got a food poisoning because of my cookings-.- Thank god we're going to visit grandma tomorrow ->real FOOD. *hearts*

What else.. well, I updated blindcottonlove's layout. Tora<3 (If there're still people out there who haven't voted for my next PV icons OR would like to REQUEST, shuffle to my other journal to get more info^^)

Really, I haven't been doing much. I was supposed to go and celebrate my friend's 19th birthday on Saturday, but since the day was emotionally so straining I really couldn't. Katja's not been well lately and I'm afraid mum will freak out soon because of that. Duh.

Dad called the other day and asked me to design a new tattoo for him. He said he wants to have crucified Jesus.. and I couldn't help but ask where he's going to put it, since he's pretty much running out of skin. He was silent for a moment and then he bursted into laughter, saying that there really weren't any other options than his tummy or his ass. I suggested that concerning the subject his ass wouldn't probably be the most convenient place for the tattoo, and thank god he seconded me on that x)
After a while of planning he came to the conclusion that the tattoo might fit to his left leg. I haven't drawn tattoos for ages, so I'm glad for this job^^ I really like designing tattoos -it's stirring to know that someone has to carry my piccie on his skin for the rest of his life^__^

Last weekend I was helping out Camilla's mother at Camilla's confirmation party. Or that was what she said when she called me, but as I arrived there on Sunday I realised I was completely responsible for the all the kitchen activities -alone. And as talking to her, I became more and more aware that for some reason she believed I had done gigs like that before. WTF? Last summer I was a kitchen assistant in a few funerals with Marjo, but.. I'm really not such a pro as Cam's mum seems to think. I was -to say the least- terrified. But, as I tackled the jobs one by one, there really wasn't time to panic. I heatened up the soup, sliced up bread, whipped cream, decorated cakes, made coffee, collected dishes, learned how to use the washing machine, broke my tights, swore under my breath more than it's suitable in a Christian party.. I didn't do marvellously but I didn't make a complete fool of myself, either\o/

Somehow, I liked working in the kitchen. I might like to have a catering business or something in the future^__-

real life sucks ass, real life rocks my socks

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