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The Late Shift XIX- Pudding!

  
  

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Kit-Cat Club
23:35 / 12.06.03
I tossed a coin, Nick, and it said 'iced'... but I think that might be the worng answer. Perhaps you're right, and I should sleep on it...

Anna: if you're sober you might remember some of it, which is good. I dunno though... my reaction is 'balls: ugh' so I am not a good person to advise. I'd prefer it if they still had orgeat, polite conversation and a card room for the rakes. I'd be one of the spinsters making acid comments about everyone's clothes as they sat out the waltzes.
 
 
w1rebaby
23:36 / 12.06.03
You can drink while taking penicillin, you know. There's only a few antibiotics that stop you drinking. May not be the best idea for overall health to get wankered obviously.
 
 
gingerbop
23:40 / 12.06.03
Well my dears, im off to bed. I need my beauty sleep as im going out with someone of medium-density loveliness tomorrow. Told my mum yesterday i'd be off to holland on saturday to marry someone. She laughed, but we'll just have to see how it goes today

Enjoy your collective puddings, GBop xx
 
 
We're The Great Old Ones Now
23:42 / 12.06.03
Kit-Cat - slight misunderstanding - the coin thing was about going or not going to the ball. The Bakewell Tart question is clearly a black and white issue. Iced = bad, plain (though the word has nothing to do with decent Bakewell Tart) = good.

Fridge - you can drink on Penicillin, but I think it reduces the efficacy of the drug, which can be a bad thing, letting the little bacterial blighters off the hook...
 
 
sTe
23:45 / 12.06.03
Balls! long as there's some custard involved they're usually OK (will you look back and possibly regret it? that's how I've made all my decisions lately. Will I think next week 'oh well I should've done so and so. This method seems to result in doind a lot of things I would have copped out of otherwise. Having said that, it all depends if you really do have other decent options to select from...)

Can't believe no-one's mentioned my Nan's Chocolate or Lemon cakes! She'll be so offended now. Best I just tell everyone loved them and to keep em coming, for everyone's sakes.
 
 
Tryphena Absent
00:07 / 13.06.03
Yuk- somewhere inbetween guilt for even considering not going and selfish badness because the last time I went it was just sooo boring. Oh, why won't anyone tell me what to do and why did I buy a stupid ticket for the stupid thing and why is there no pudding in the house? The horror, the horror. I just want to go out dancing somewhere kinda funky and not be surrounded by scummy students.

Drinking with penicillin will indeed make the drug less effective.
 
 
William Sack
09:08 / 13.06.03
Xoc, have you heard of the myth of Tantalus? I believe he was invited to the Gods' banquet on Olympus, but he stole some ambrosia and blabbed about the Gods' business to fellow mortals. For this outrage he was condemned to spend all eternity living 2 minutes walk from Vauxhall's finest Portuguese patisserie, unable to indulge in their dreamy Portuguese custard tarts.

Custard tarts btw. Pudding AND custard in one. Genius.
 
 
Mazarine
10:06 / 13.06.03
I think that was Sisyphus. Tantalus got into hot water for making a pudding out of his son.
 
 
William Sack
10:56 / 13.06.03
Yes, I think you're right Mazarine. I got the crime wrong but am on surer ground with the punishment. Sisyphus, wasn't he the fellow in Hades whose Swiss roll kept unravelling as he applied the finishing touches to it?
 
 
Olulabelle
11:10 / 13.06.03
*Wails* Oh, I can't believe you all talked about puddings without me.

Anna, mix up butterscotch and chocolate angel delight for the yummiest of all concoctions.

Everyone, I see your bakewell tarts and your jam roly polys and raise you Sticky toffee pudding. With sultanas in.
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
21:39 / 13.06.03
Cannoli. Beat that.
 
 
Kit-Cat Club
22:04 / 13.06.03
Cannoli's not pudding, it's patisserie. Tccch.
 
 
Cat Chant
22:06 / 13.06.03
Sticky toffee pudding. Without filthy blasphemous sultanas.

Times infinity and no returns.

[retires, the indubitable winner]
 
 
Less searchable M0rd4nt
22:11 / 13.06.03
What's cannoli?
 
 
Mazarine
22:12 / 13.06.03
Perhaps we should start another late shift and just make this the pudding thread...
 
 
Less searchable M0rd4nt
22:24 / 13.06.03
We've actually managed to stay on one topic for a page and a half? My God.

I can derail the puddingness by bitching about something, if you want.
 
 
gingerbop
22:31 / 13.06.03
I was about to go off topic, but thought seeing as its been a page and a half...But then perhaps pudding-talk has been exhausted.

So how was your day?
 
 
Mourne Kransky
22:36 / 13.06.03
Get thee behind me, Delicious Fruity Creamy Crunchy Alcoholic Satan!



Cranachan

Ingredients:
2 lb raspberries
1 pt double cream
1 oz oat flakes (toasted)
2 tablespoons clear honey
2 tablespoons Scotch Whisky

Method:
Toast oats on tin foil under grill. Place whisky in pan and flame off. Whip double cream on bowl and add honey and half of raspberries. Mix together in bowl and add oats and whisky. Serve in glass in layers of cream mix and raspberries with oats and raspberry on top to garnish.
 
 
gingerbop
22:39 / 13.06.03
Please tell me that makes more than one...?
 
 
Mourne Kransky
22:40 / 13.06.03
Didn't mean to deflect you gurlz from your bitching though. Pray continue...

It would be a kindness to take my mind off the munchies before I eat half a jar of Marmite, or a cold tin of Baked Beans.
 
 
gingerbop
22:45 / 13.06.03
Bitching? Me?

Today was so stupid. I went out with this girl, and we were all kinda nervous/shy, which was so stupid coz i thought she didnt like me, and she thought i didnt like her, coz we were pretty quiet, but then we both spoke 2 a mutual friend who realised what dumbasses we are. Now im not sure what to say to her. God im socially inept.
 
 
Mazarine
22:48 / 13.06.03
We've actually managed to stay on one topic for a page and a half? My God.

I know! I'm scared too!

But I take no issue with speaking of pudding for as many pages as necessary.
 
 
gingerbop
22:49 / 13.06.03
OMG- NOW im frustrated:

from mutual friend michelle:
"I have spoken to isla on the phone for 2 hours. she really really likes you. Worried bout trying something on case u dont want to. She is worrying u dont like her."

Im so offtopic, perhaps im full circle to ontopic again.
 
 
Mazarine
22:50 / 13.06.03
Ginger, honey, do you dig her?
 
 
Mourne Kransky
23:12 / 13.06.03
Oh, the bitter sweet pain of young love... The uncertainty, the urgency, the underwear, and all the other things beginning with a "u". Want me too use my great mental powers to beam lustful thoughts about your tender young self into her head for you, gbbb? She's probably having naughty thoughts about you right now anyway.

When I were but a lad I conceived a great passion and only had the effrontery to go for it because I was about to fuck off to Italy any minute to study. Perfect escape route in case it all went horribly wrong. Sound familiar?

Of course, the problem with my cunning plan was that I spent all my time in Florence pining for him. On the upside is I came home, tanned and sexually frustrated, and moved in with him (and his boyfriend) for the next four years.

But this is neither bitching nor pudding-talk. I have been derailed.
 
 
gingerbop
23:17 / 13.06.03
Aaah im really diggin her now!
I dont think any thoughts *need* beamed into her head. She texts me them all the time- its just IRL we're shyer.
The underwear is indeed important, and damn, i wore my favourite thong today, and so cant see her for a couple days until its washed! hehe how lame am i!?

And Xoc- that sounds lovely, but now im scared with the familiarity. It also makes me think 'argh' because a couple years ago, a guy i was in love with left for the army. Just before he left, i asked him out (finally!) but he said he was just going away so there was no point. And it pissed me off thoughroughly. (tho we got 2gether *after* that. 2 years after that)

So yes- passion=good; shyness=bad
 
 
gingerbop
23:19 / 13.06.03
Footnote: As a midget, it is truly bizzare, the prospect of having a partner the same size as me.
 
 
Mourne Kransky
23:26 / 13.06.03
Get out your unicycle and practise down her street (do they have paved streets in your rural idyll?) until she is driven wild by passion and comes hurtling towards you, just like the Bounty ad (but with circus tricks). Forces her to make the first move, thus conquering the shyness problem.

This brilliant plan will work even better if you wear your thong!
 
 
gingerbop
23:30 / 13.06.03
Well yes but it wont be my favourite thong with a strawberry on it! She doesnt live in jemimaville (who does), and there is a tarred road, but no pavement which i fear could end in disaster. OOh slightly scared u know the name of my village. When most people see/hear its name, think its called vaginaville.
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
23:41 / 13.06.03
Tssssk. You and your "pudding" definitions. I thought you over there used "pudding" as interchangeable "dessert" things. And cannoli's Italian, so it couldn't strictly speaking be patisserie stuff.

Ha.

Mmm, marscarpone goodness.

Am still up. Which is good, as it's 10:30 in morning. Hmm.

Woo gingerbop!
 
 
Mazarine
23:44 / 13.06.03
Make her a pudding. : ) Or a pie, or bake her some cookies. Or maybe something a little whacky. "I saw this slinky and I thought of you." Or something. Or hey, it is spring, and nothing says "I'm shy but hi" like a daisy.
 
 
gingerbop
23:45 / 13.06.03
Heehee i told my mum that id be getting married in Holland on saturday. She didnt take the hint.

I kinda miss isla already. Wanna be back with her, but less shy.
 
 
gingerbop
23:46 / 13.06.03
Pancakes!
My speciality.
Perhaps pancake with chocolate sauce
 
 
Mazarine
23:47 / 13.06.03
Okay, don't take offense but that is so! damned! sweet!

Sorry, just a hopeless romantic over here.
 
 
gingerbop
23:52 / 13.06.03
Awww. I feel all warm and fuzzy
(we're talking in sesame-street sense here, by the way)

Think i'll see her tomorrow after gym- tho i might be all smelly. But hell, as soon as the shyness is over, the fun can begin. Nunite all xx
 
  

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