Aloha!

Your Hawaiian Name Is: Kiana Iolana

Mahalo!

What's" Your Hawaiian Name?

That's good to know I suppose.

Ominous Cake

Sometimes you do things, take action without there being a direct need or cause. And then a few moments later it seems your actions were exactly what needed to be done. (Vague vague vague)

For example; although I felt quite well when I came home yesterday, I baked. For no apparent reason. But the reason presented itself a few hours later and though I have learned to cope with this specific type of bad news*, I was still very happy to have nutritional comfort too.


Left-Over Muesli Cake

- one reasonably sized jar of your favourite jam
- 2 or 3 jars of selfrising flour
- 4 small eggs (or 3 big ones)
- 1 jars of muesli or crushed cornflakes
- a spoonful of rosewater


Mix all ingrediënts. Poor in buttered and floured oven-proof vessel. Heat at 180°C for about 35 minutes.


Enjoy with chocolate sauce.


* If you don't know what this means, then you don't need to know.

Bravery

I saved an innocent life today. I can't help but feeling good about myself.

Still <3'ing

Off late I seem to make a lot of Twitter-statements starting with '<3'. As i can't possibly keep this up without boring my entourage out of their wits I've created a little list below so you can keep track of the things I've enjoyed/loved in the past few weeks, without having to wait for yet another twitter update.

• you
• shopping
• foot scrubs
• facial scrubs
• broccoli soup
• plum cloured high heelel peep-toe'd shoes
• underskirt
• restful nights
• hotpants
• sunshine
• reading
• my D&D 4th edition core rulebooks
• being invited for lunch
• Ugly betty
• feeling beautiful
• whistling
• Lapsang Souchon tea

Plot plot plot

How sure are you of YOUR cat?

Quote #33

I couldn't agree more.

The critical ingredient is getting off your butt and doing something. It’s as
simple as that. A lot of people have ideas, but there are few who decide to do
something about them now. Not tomorrow. Not next week. But today.
- Nolan Bushnell

M <3 OOTS

I have, for a very long time now, been a tremendous Order of the Stick-fan. For a short while I have felt though that the story dwindled too far or that the puns weren't as good as they used to be.

As of today however I will never again question his genius. Click whatever link you like to know the reason there-off.

I <3 you

I heart you. Oh yes I do.

I heart you, you , you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you*, you, and you. All of you. And don't ask why I say '<3'.

The word 'like' does not do you justice. The word 'love' is overused and hence meaningless. And you do mean a lot to me.


*I do not long for you, I do not lust for you, I don't go mad with desire for you, I don't need or want you but you have a place in my heart.

Out of FaceBook

I've announced via the proper channels that I will neither be checking nor updating my FaceBook for the next two days. The reason is I lost a bet. The precise circomstances of this bet, are best kept secret.

But it may be said; I'm not amused. Damn you horny horny dogs!

Mona @ Werchter...

• ...<3> Nick Cave
• ...<3> The Bad Seeds
• ... converts Shirahime to Nick Cave-fandom
• ... sweats
• ... realises she hasn't partied much in her life so far
• ... realises also she doesn't have to be (even slightly) drunk to do so
• ... intends to put this right at the earliest occasion(s)

Hot Time, ...

..., Summer in the City

The back of my neck isn't dirty and gritty though. It's just hot hot hot hot hot! And I won't get any cooling today, not before the day cools itself and I am in the company (hopefully) of friends and friendly strangers, seeking warmth again from a wooden fire or fresh tea brewn in the open air.

But why am I complaining?

I'm not just envious of those people wo can move their 'office' to their terrace. I don't like heath much. In fact I don't like it at all. The only good thing about heath is the necessity and hence perfect excuse for eating ice cream.

A Taste of...

You Are Bitter

You aren't bitter at the world, even though you have a strong personality. Instead, you are sophisticated and cultured. You appreciate acquired tastes. You are very powerful. You have the ability to change a room's energy. While some may find you disagreeable, your points of view are intelligent and interesting.

What Taste Are You?

Türkiye

The visit-Maarten-trip to Side, Antalya, Turkey came to an end last sunday. Here's what I'll try to remember for future trips:

• Do not wait until the last day to spend your money.
• I can still dive pretty well, however it is a good idea to wear a proper bikini as to avoid further wardrobe malfunctioning.
• Turkisch men are idiots!
• I don't live well in heath
• I get really grumpy when I go to long without food
• Turkisch bread is the best!
• Do not annoy your travel companions with stories of your love life when there isn't much love in it and/or you are unwilling to spill details.
• Check for better transit flights.
• Smile more at custom officers.
• Starbucks at the airport is your only option for relatively cheap and drinkable tea.

Ice Cream

Generally I don't put up with people that I haven't known for long, giving me advice on any subject let alone one I like to complain and whine about.*

Neither do I like to be treated on food or drinks let alone by a member of the opposite gender. **


But scraping my tongue again and again against two scoops of delicious sorbet on a crispy cone, listening to age-old advice that I might figured out for myself by now, I really had a great time, so...

Thank You!

* i.e. that non-existing love life of mine
** that in my opinion might have been a different species all together

Carmen

*

Apart from the setting, which was I grant you gradn. There was not so very much to enjoy about the Opera I went to. The story was very familiar, the singing, the dancing, the music; very nice and all but to be honest, not what you'd expect from a state opera assembly.

All I wanted to remark is that you never know when you can learn a lesson. Hearing it sung once too many I think the following line, may stick for a while:

Si tu ne m'aime pas je t'aime. Et si je t'aime prends garde à toi!

* May or may not be replaced by a self-made picture of the event.

Descending trend.

I could almost not imagine a better start of a day and in the mood of optimism that hexes me of late I even thought it would be a good day. But of course it wasn't.

The carefully planned day at the office turned into a complete disaster.

The dinner I cooked was rubbish, I don't care everybody said they liked it, of course they would say that; it's free food. Everybody likes free food.

The laundry I did came out purple or shrunk or torn. In other words: goodbye bikini! And where am I going to find anything my size with little over 24h to before I leave, time that has to include two restfull nights and full day at work?

I ate way too much brownie and now I might possibly be sick tomorrow.

I forgot to check whether or not I need a seperate passport to fly to Turkey, for all I know I might not even get on the plane and then my dearest Shirahime will hate me forever.

I didn't have the courage to deny help in doing the dishes, goodbye washing-up therapy.

Strange Things

In the first 12 hours of today, I:

• accidently swallowed half a tube of toothpaste


• saw a boy in bathrobes studying an exam under the streetlights


• nearly crashed into a boat


• made a confession


• fell in and out of love


• had alcohol with my breakfast


• sent two people on errands


• killed a mosquito with my bare hands


• saw a cricket on the office door


• found half a box of chewing gums left on my desk as a present

Very few of these items are I think related. And none of the above counts as the weirdest event of the current week, because last night I was introduced to the to be housemate of a friend of two of my housemates who claims to have spent the first four years of high school in my class. It took the consumption of an amount of alcohol equivalent to a half a bottle of wine before it dawned on me, who he was exactly.