Sunday, February 1
I've just had my first ever home-made (well, as home-made as you're gonna get with me) pizza!
It featured onion, red pepper, spinach, mushrooms, a tomato and garlic bread pizza base thingumy from Morrisons, and vegan cheese made from, bizarrely, rice and oats. It would have been a bit more colourful as I was going to include sweetcorn but I seem to have run out. I was also going to add herbs but I forgot until I was finishing the last bite. So the verdict? Mmm, good!
I don't do things in small amounts though, so I have a bowl of vegetables left over which wouldn't fit on the pizza. I'm going to cook some pasta later and stir them in, so I can take it with me tomorrow for lunch. I don't think leaving them in an uncovered bowl in the fridge was the best of ideas however, as the fridge now smells of raw onion. Ah well, you can't win them all, as they say.
Yesterday's trip to see David was also successful. My worries around Amy were unfounded. She wasn't there when we arrived at their flat, but she came in soon after. She was friendly and smiled at me, offered me tea. There was no major signs of affection between them, as I was worried that if there had been I would become jealous or depressed, but I was spared. She mostly stayed out of the way, reading the paper in the bedroom, but I didn't feel she was avoiding me / us. Hopefully at some point, if I can start seeing David on a somewhat regular basis, I might be able to count her as a friend too. In an attempt to not lose touch with David again, I asked if he'd come see the Loves and the Seven Inches play at the Royal Park in a couple of weeks. He said he wasn't sure if band practice was on Tuesday or Wednesday that week, but he'd let me know.
As for the photographs, the whole reason of going round there in the first place, it went reasonably alright. David was hungover, and as I mentioned to Rory a few days ago, in general looks like he would be more at home stroking kittens and bunny rabbits than furiously smashing a guitar in a rock 'n' roll frenzy. His attempts to look gruff and fierce made me laugh and giggle far too much, but it was very amusing. I managed to take quite a few shots in the end, but they'll probably come out blurred and dark, the rainstorm outside meant I had to use a long exposure to make up for the lack of natural light. My hands aren't steady at the best of times either, but the blurriness may add to the spontaneous effect I want. I asked David if Amy and he would pose for me in an attempt to recreate the image of "lovers leave in the rain at 5am, never to be seen again," but Amy was far too shy. I'll ask my class on Tuesday to see if anyone would be willing to do it for me, as I need more images than some budding flowers and David pretending to smash his guitar. I was going to buy a copy of the NME and burn it, but that means buying the NME. I may resort to this though, it would bring me great personal joy. 16:23
It featured onion, red pepper, spinach, mushrooms, a tomato and garlic bread pizza base thingumy from Morrisons, and vegan cheese made from, bizarrely, rice and oats. It would have been a bit more colourful as I was going to include sweetcorn but I seem to have run out. I was also going to add herbs but I forgot until I was finishing the last bite. So the verdict? Mmm, good!
I don't do things in small amounts though, so I have a bowl of vegetables left over which wouldn't fit on the pizza. I'm going to cook some pasta later and stir them in, so I can take it with me tomorrow for lunch. I don't think leaving them in an uncovered bowl in the fridge was the best of ideas however, as the fridge now smells of raw onion. Ah well, you can't win them all, as they say.
Yesterday's trip to see David was also successful. My worries around Amy were unfounded. She wasn't there when we arrived at their flat, but she came in soon after. She was friendly and smiled at me, offered me tea. There was no major signs of affection between them, as I was worried that if there had been I would become jealous or depressed, but I was spared. She mostly stayed out of the way, reading the paper in the bedroom, but I didn't feel she was avoiding me / us. Hopefully at some point, if I can start seeing David on a somewhat regular basis, I might be able to count her as a friend too. In an attempt to not lose touch with David again, I asked if he'd come see the Loves and the Seven Inches play at the Royal Park in a couple of weeks. He said he wasn't sure if band practice was on Tuesday or Wednesday that week, but he'd let me know.
As for the photographs, the whole reason of going round there in the first place, it went reasonably alright. David was hungover, and as I mentioned to Rory a few days ago, in general looks like he would be more at home stroking kittens and bunny rabbits than furiously smashing a guitar in a rock 'n' roll frenzy. His attempts to look gruff and fierce made me laugh and giggle far too much, but it was very amusing. I managed to take quite a few shots in the end, but they'll probably come out blurred and dark, the rainstorm outside meant I had to use a long exposure to make up for the lack of natural light. My hands aren't steady at the best of times either, but the blurriness may add to the spontaneous effect I want. I asked David if Amy and he would pose for me in an attempt to recreate the image of "lovers leave in the rain at 5am, never to be seen again," but Amy was far too shy. I'll ask my class on Tuesday to see if anyone would be willing to do it for me, as I need more images than some budding flowers and David pretending to smash his guitar. I was going to buy a copy of the NME and burn it, but that means buying the NME. I may resort to this though, it would bring me great personal joy. 16:23
