Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Shopping List

Went grocery shopping today and, of course, got the one wonky cart that pulls so far to one side it basically tries to roll in circles. But by the time I realised it, I didn’t want to go all the way back out front to get another one, so I spent the whole hour correcting it as I pushed. It was oddly reminiscent of my love life.

Punch Drunk Love

I fuck things up with you because I get nervous, and because it's easy to.
I'm sitting here in the near dark writing myself sick about you.
It's 2 in the morning, and I have to wake up soon, but I know sleep won't come easy with you living in my head.
I'm tired and delirious,again.
I still have perfect faith that one day we will work this out, and we will make sense.
You are a feeling in my stomach. Like going too fast over a speed bump, or diving into a too shallow pool.
Can you feel it? It's like we're allergic to eachother. Only you're chocolate, baked potatoes, hot tea, air, water, fresh bread and pancakes with homemade syrup. And it's up to me to envision a life without all these things, but how could I? Your existence terrifies me, you look like fireworks, but sound like war time bombs going off from every direction.
This is a love letter, even if it doesn't seem like it right now.
Drunk is the best way to write this. It's also the best way to describe me in general. You've been here, you must know that I always have to be drunk on something.
If it's not love it has to be anger, or hatred. If I'm not drunk on excitement then it has to be sleep, or food, boredom,dreaming or depression. I think right now it's sorrow and self pity. Or scotch, I can't tell.

This is mundane, stupid even. But at least it's true.

All I can ask is that you love me well, and that I can love you better.

I miss you, Grace

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

It seems to have been a bit all doom and gloom on here lately, but in reality there are plenty of peachy things have happened!

I finally got my topshop haul, and couldn't be happier. Admittedly, I let out a huge squeal when it at last appeared in my letterbox. The dress is darling and flattering,and my new skirt makes me feel like planning multiple picnics in the country.

I also got this deliciously nerdy book for my birthday...

I've also been doing a lot more baking and cooking. There has been a enough soup made in my tiny flat to fill an olympic pool in the last month, not mention the brownies, biscuits and slice my flatmate and I have been gorging ourselves on!

Speaking of which here is a delicious recip for ANZAC biscuits you should bake, they're so good, and they last forever!

1 cup (150g) plain flour
1 cup (90g) rolled oats
1 cup (85g) Ward McKenzie desiccated coconut
3/4 cup (155g) brown sugar
125g butter
2 tbs golden syrup
1 tsp bicarbonate of soda

Preheat the oven to 160°C. Line two baking trays with non-stick baking paper. Sift the flour into a large bowl. Stir in the oats, coconut and brown sugar.

Put the butter, golden syrup and 2 tbs water in a small saucepan. Stir over a medium heat until melted. Stir in the bicarbonate of soda.

Pour the butter mixture into the flour mixture and stir until combined.

Roll level tablespoons of mixture into balls. Place on the trays, about 5cm apart.

Press with a fork to flatten slightly. Bake for 10 minutes or until golden brown.

Set aside on the trays for 5 minutes, then transfer to a wire rack so it cools completely.


P.S I joined twitter. It confuses me no end, and is near impossible for a rambler like me, but, if you feel like it you should follow me at goodgraciousme.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Word Of The Day



having or showing little or no interest in anything; languid; spiritless; indifferent: a listless mood; a listless handshake; a listless Grace.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Ease Your Feet In The Sea

I've been trying in vain to write something for the past couple days, but nothing seems to come. This may be mostly due the the fact that my head has been masked in a fog of the ever dreaded 'morning after' hangover (it was my birthday after all...), or maybe because I've really got nothing to say.

I took the day off school today under the premise of catching up on some assignments, but if I'm honest all I've done so far is watch Dr Phil and click around aimlessly on the internet. It's already 1 in the afternoon. Eff.

I had a little 'get up and go' for awhile there, but the only thing I've been motivated enough to do in the last few days is spending all my birthday money on dresses from Topshop, and watching movies I know will make me cry.

The other day I ran into my old babysitter, and it frightened me that I am still recognisable from the age of 8. It got me thinking about how sometimes I can't even recognise the person I've become, let alone the person I once was. I think I've mostly changed for the better, in the last few years anyway. The cold realisation that I'm still here has slowly begun to sink in, and, funnily enough, I'm happier for it.

I'm not really sure where I was trying to go with all this, it's kind of a mess of words and conclusion-less thoughts. Eh.

I think I might attempt some study now, or maybe I'll just watch some John Hughes films....

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Arrested Development

It's my birthday next week, and I think I may be in the midst of a quarter life crisis.

When did 20 become the new 40? Half the girls I grew up with are off getting married and having babies, whereas I'm thoroughly unattached, unemployed, starting my 3rd degree in as many years and carrying out in depth conversations with my cat.

Happy birthday to me?

Eat Up

Monday, February 21, 2011

Love Like A Bird

Do you remember that time I'd just had my heart broken, again, and I was having trouble remembering how to get out of bed? I called you up and you came and got me dressed. You dragged me to some terrible movie I can't even remember the name of now. You made me smile, finally. I miss that. I miss you.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Back To The Future

I haven't really blogged in quite a long time, but I've started this year afresh, and it seems time to start again. This year so far I've lost love, but gained a life, gone back to studying, and met some lovely folks. I have a darling new flatmate and a fridge full of good good food. I'm excited again, about life, about everything, for the first time in forever everything is going to plan. Just peachy!

love love love xxx