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my dad always wants me to open a vegan bakery with him or do a cook book of vegan baked goods with high quality pictures or go to culinary school or whatever. i do love food, but sheez it just seems like a collosal waste of money and time when i just want to live in a world with fires and no ovens and um not really any sugar or flour around...the person who i got livejournal and myspace for (when i scorned such things for years previous) has done a total 180 and asks me what i'm going to do with my life, when am i going to stop fucking around whenever i give him shit about blindly going to school even though he has no idea what he wants to do with it...sometimes i think it would be easiest to go to college, but i don't want to be in debt. i don't want to get a carreer. i don't want to be a professor or critic when all else fails. but i am not really satisfied doing what i'm doing either. maybe i'll just be a stereotypical disillusioned young white person and go wwoofing. wanna go to thailand?
on a more positive note, i just made some amazing rice pudding with soymilk, white rice, coconut extract, cardomom, a cinnamon stick, a little homemade candied orange peel, chrystallized ginger and a pinch of salt. yeehaw.
on a more positive note, i just made some amazing rice pudding with soymilk, white rice, coconut extract, cardomom, a cinnamon stick, a little homemade candied orange peel, chrystallized ginger and a pinch of salt. yeehaw.