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The Late Shift XIX- Pudding!

 
  

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Tryphena Absent
21:49 / 16.06.03
That's quite the story Mazarine. I got shoved out of bed at 7.30am by my lovely slave who had to go to work. I then proceeded to drive home through central London. Ah, I hear you ask, why was your car in such an inopportune area? Well I drove back to London from another part of the country and decided to stay in the deepest darkest depths of the city. Anyway- I accidentally drove through the congestion charge zone this morning instead of turning left through Islington because I'm a fool but also because the area's really quite confusing. It took me an hour and a half to get home and that wasn't too bad and on the way I listened to some good CD's. Then I went to see the Doctor who was disappointingly not sarcastic, came home and sat around for hours watching TV and staring at the computer screen and now it's quarter to 12.

I have neglected to 1)get a crime reference number from the police (had to file a fraud report after my Switch card was stolen) or 2)apply for any jobs or 3)read Pattern Recognition. Shame on me.
 
 
Tryphena Absent
21:50 / 16.06.03
And Gingerbop- ooh, trouble on the horizon for your brother or a case of mistaken identity?
 
 
gingerbop
22:00 / 16.06.03
Well in a sense... neither.

Mistaken identity, in the sense that the friend thought the phone was still my brothers. I dread to think the trouble that could have occurred had my dad not been driving, and hence i picked it up.

However, should my parents find out (i wont be the one to tell them) they may not be all that bothered. They have never particuarly liked his wife. They married when he was 17- im not denying they were/are in love, but being american with no visa sped up the marriage process. They werent going to tell us, but one of mums friends saw an anouncement in the registry office and thought she'd better say.

The wife is currently in america, and the other woman in ireland. The other woman was met as a consequence of my brother having to move to london because of the wife. So the other-woman is indeed much more parentally popular, but wont be if they find out from someone who isnt him.
 
 
Mazarine
22:06 / 16.06.03
Yipe. Tricky. How long have they been married?
 
 
gingerbop
22:21 / 16.06.03
2 and a half years. I dont blame him; and they no longer live together, and everyone got the feeling they were certainly drifting... but that, i didnt think he would do.
 
 
gingerbop
22:39 / 16.06.03
However- i have a roof over my head and im not hungry. Good evening.
 
 
Tryphena Absent
22:40 / 16.06.03
That's a rather exciting life... I wish one of my friends/my brother would get married so I could be a goddamn bridesmaid.

I love that phrase 'the other woman'- so very expressive!
 
 
gingerbop
22:47 / 16.06.03
Yes. I've been called it myself; always in an excited tone of voice.
"You are the other woman, Lauren", like "I am your father, Luke."
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
23:10 / 16.06.03
You are my father? Jesus!
 
 
gingerbop
23:16 / 16.06.03
Im only jesus on a sunday.
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
23:17 / 16.06.03
Your Sunday best is made out of the skin of Jesus? You are hardcore, you know.
 
 
gingerbop
23:20 / 16.06.03
No, thats my birthday suit. And yes: im a hard-core ninja.
 
 
Kit-Cat Club
23:24 / 16.06.03
I don't suppose anyone has any spare pudding? I could really use some...
 
 
gingerbop
23:25 / 16.06.03
Yes. I won a cake in a raffle yesterday. I big one.
 
 
Tryphena Absent
23:31 / 16.06.03
I'd love proper slice of cheesecake right now- not baileys or anything but yummo my-babcia-used-to-make cheesecake- and a cup of tea. Mmmmmm.
 
 
Tryphena Absent
23:34 / 16.06.03
Btw... at the top of this page Haus said to Mazarine Flights of angels and all that. Now I'm surely the only person who skimmed past that and read Flight of the Navigators instead.
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
23:36 / 16.06.03
Yes, we have no pudding. No pudding today.

Sigh.

Am a bit mopey today. Dunno why. Could be this Ketil Bjornstad/David Darling CD I'm listening to. Could be travelling friends. But whatever, puddingy goodness could help a little.
 
 
Kit-Cat Club
23:39 / 16.06.03
0 pudding = 0 essay.

Like 0 Bishop = 0 King, only more contemporary. First person to administer Pride's Purge gets a slap round the chops for impertinence. Miss Annersley just wants some decent hot rice pudding with jam...
 
 
gingerbop
23:50 / 16.06.03
or 0 woman= 0 cry?
 
 
Kit-Cat Club
00:01 / 17.06.03
Pretty much, yeah...
 
 
Tryphena Absent
00:04 / 17.06.03
Semolina or Tapioca Pudding. Let's get back to the classics!
 
 
gingerbop
00:07 / 17.06.03
Right my lovelies, Im off to bed. Love & virtual cake, xx
 
 
Mazarine
00:08 / 17.06.03
All right, time for my early early bedtime. Hopefully I'll actually stay in bed this time. Good luck with all your pudding related dilemmas, and huggles for all. Night!
 
 
Kit-Cat Club
00:13 / 17.06.03
But no one can get down from the table until they've cleaned their plates! Disobedient girls.

I am actually very fond of tapioca, but semolina I think just has the edge because of the lumpy bits and the fact that it works much more successfully with hundreds and thousands on it...
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
00:20 / 17.06.03
Semolina is like creamy sawdust. Ick.
 
 
Kit-Cat Club
00:27 / 17.06.03
No, you see that's where you're worng... the correct phrase should be 'Semolina is like creamy sawdust, but hot and with jam. Yum.'

However I recognise that it is an acquired taste, loved only by the sophisticated of palate...
 
 
Kit-Cat Club
00:32 / 17.06.03
On which note, I am going to bed, to dream of banana custard.
 
 
Shrug
16:20 / 17.06.03
I'm a very big fan of all desert puddings. Ayup semolina, custard, tapioca, sago and whole rice etc. mmmm.
 
 
Less searchable M0rd4nt
18:15 / 17.06.03
Oooh, semolina pud. Used to eat that back in N. London; the Greek shops were very big on it and all sold big packets of the stuff. They serve it cold, studded with pistachios and sprinkled with cinnamon.
 
 
Ethan Hawke
18:27 / 17.06.03
I'm re-reading Gravity's Rainbow, and in the chapter I finished last night a character called Brigadier Pudding participates in a ceremony that my Annotations blandly describes as a "satirical inversion of the kabbalistic ascent to the Merkbah."
 
 
gingerbop
21:02 / 17.06.03
COLD semolina pudding? ew ew ew. How can you eat it? Is it not like eating your own sick, 10 hours since it was 'put' in a bowl?
 
 
gingerbop
23:16 / 17.06.03
Is anybody up this evening?
Today, some of my townie friends came to my house, which caused both parties much amusement. They were amused by my post office (a garden shed) and astonished that they sold Walkers Sensations in a pub in another villiage- they didnt know they would sell such things so far out of town (13 miles-which they thought was soooo far away). I, on my part, was amused by their absolute niavety, and the fact that they looked as if they had never seen a cow in their lives. Perhaps i am just a country-bumpkin, but it was rather funny, i thought
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
23:29 / 17.06.03
Yeah, they may sell Walkers Sensations, but I bet they sell 'em by candle-light!

Which particular middle-of-nowhere are you in, gb?
 
 
gingerbop
23:35 / 17.06.03
The one called Jemimaville, on the black isle/near Inverness, but they dont sell 'em here. They sell them in a vaguely less middle of nowhere, Rosemarkie.

Ok- when you see the word "jemimaville", do you read it as something else the first time? Lots of people seem to.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
23:47 / 17.06.03
For some reason it sounds like it should be the name of a glam rock band...
 
  

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