Egg, Jeans and Soy Sauce
Nov. 21st, 2004 02:37 pmStan's parents had a double birthday celebration at this random Japanese restaurant last night. They had the whole thing with the chef providing entertainment as well as food, the downside being that I got raw egg all over my new jeans. He said that people usually either catch the egg or miss completely, rather than hitting it with the edge of the bowl so it breaks in half. *looks embarrassed*
The jeans are annoying anyway. I didnt try them on properly at the time cos the cvhange room was just a curtain and there was this creepy guy hanging around outside, and it turned out later that they belong to the "dont even think about bending over" family. So I had to wear a belt, which was pink, and therefore a stripey black and white top with pink writing on it, so I was extremely un-gothic looking - just my luck it happens when none of the people I need to point out my un-gothicness to were around.
After eating I sat outside with Stan talking about fanfiction, camps, PD and misc. I think there's something to the idea of everyone going on a camp together. It'd be fun - I haven't been to one like that since year seven with Masha, Anna and Tash, and BOY, I wish I'd had livejournal then cos you lot would be going O.O
This morning I smashed a bottle of soy sauce on the floor while opening the fridge to get milk, and my mum went into cleaning hysterics cos we had two sets of guests coming, so I had to take Timmy out to the playground, where I pushed him on the swings and chatted to a random little girl called Kylie who asked me whether I had friends and tried to sell me raffle tickets.
Then my mum fetched us back cos Bozhena and husband had arrived, whereupon the adults sat around eating biscuits and talking about, among other things, Bozhena's childhood acquaintance who has since made some famous Polish erotic films O_O the mind boggles.
And now, I'm supposed to be cleaning my room, but whatever. I need to find Brand New tabs and Sugarcult lyrics.
The jeans are annoying anyway. I didnt try them on properly at the time cos the cvhange room was just a curtain and there was this creepy guy hanging around outside, and it turned out later that they belong to the "dont even think about bending over" family. So I had to wear a belt, which was pink, and therefore a stripey black and white top with pink writing on it, so I was extremely un-gothic looking - just my luck it happens when none of the people I need to point out my un-gothicness to were around.
After eating I sat outside with Stan talking about fanfiction, camps, PD and misc. I think there's something to the idea of everyone going on a camp together. It'd be fun - I haven't been to one like that since year seven with Masha, Anna and Tash, and BOY, I wish I'd had livejournal then cos you lot would be going O.O
This morning I smashed a bottle of soy sauce on the floor while opening the fridge to get milk, and my mum went into cleaning hysterics cos we had two sets of guests coming, so I had to take Timmy out to the playground, where I pushed him on the swings and chatted to a random little girl called Kylie who asked me whether I had friends and tried to sell me raffle tickets.
Then my mum fetched us back cos Bozhena and husband had arrived, whereupon the adults sat around eating biscuits and talking about, among other things, Bozhena's childhood acquaintance who has since made some famous Polish erotic films O_O the mind boggles.
And now, I'm supposed to be cleaning my room, but whatever. I need to find Brand New tabs and Sugarcult lyrics.
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