food forage..

Right! I'm not too happy with that title, but since I can't do better, we'll let it slide. Anyways.. it's now 22.40 hours on a Saturday.. and my most recent blog-worthy incident is 40 minutes old and in the process of being digested.. here's the recap...

So.. I surfaced at 22.00 hrs (from a long and gruesome paper involving horrific cruelty to mice) acutely aware of my rumbling tummy.. A quick survey of my supplies turned up one large potato and a small onion. A quick wack on the forehead and 'Renu, you fool! you were supposed to do a grocery run today!' later I'd pooled my resources and gathered the makings for Kartoffelpuffer..german potato pancakes.

Here's a pictorial of the process...

 

..And in a record time of 15 minutes, the above progress was planned, executed and in a further 10, consumed!

The verdict: Burp!

Growing-up pains..

I hate being an adult!

I resent the responsibility, the sudden sense of emotional isolation, the change in interpersonal dynamics and all the bizzare expectations that go with being one.

I can't believe I always wanted to be one and that some perverse part of me likes it!

Glory Glory LEEDS united!!

All right! Jermaine Beckford!!

I'll admit I've only watched a few of Leeds' games..and only because I lived there and the guy I was then (embarassingly) semi-crushing on was a die hard fan and kept inviting me along. I'll also admit my knowledge of football..esp. current football is limited to snippets from the newspaper and heresay from friends.. but I am absolutely thrilled by this.

Write it off as you will..to recovering players, injuries, bad luck, planetary transitions..whatever! Fact is the red devils were beaten...by a league one side. While ManU losing always gives me a perverse thrill (a ten year long peeve, that) what really pleases me is the attention Leeds is now getting.. I always thought they deserved better than tier 3.. hopefully this goes some way in changing that.Naievete and foolish optimism? probably..but where would one be without them?