Showing posts with label cake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cake. Show all posts

Saturday, December 4, 2010

re-joining the workforce

November has been slightly mad. It started with me in the gym, which is pretty wacko anyway, and ended with me, about 12 job interviews later, with a new, permanent job I start on Monday. It's a bit of a hike, over in Battersea. Not far in theory, but with public transport, will be an hour or so each way. Still, not bad for London. The job seems worth it, too. I had been freelance digital studio manager in an agency in London for the last 3 weeks, while the job hunting chaos was happening, earning some cash, which is always nice. 


I have had a bad head cold for the last week, and I can't remember the last time a cold knocked me out like this. Decongestants aren't doing the usual trick, so I've been relying on the tried and true lots of fluids and rest method. Does nothing for the phlegm, but seems to be a little easier to bear with each passing day. Good times. 


I have so much clothes shopping to do, a haircut to get, things to do... I think I shall remain here on the sofa instead, with my orange juice and leftover pumpkin cheesecake. 

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

i need to learn to follow directions

ever have one of those days where every thing you touch literally explodes?

below--the aftermath of my attempted birthday cake for our flatmate. and i know, i handled everything very poorly, from assembly to my panicked attempt at rectifying the situation. and yeah, that is my treasured libbey glass bowl that sadly, is now cracked. i think that one exploded when i looked at it.i call the above cake volcano--that's what both little round pans looked like when i opened the oven, after smelling burning cake not 90 seconds after i put both in

the cake, from oven to sink... don't ask why that seemed logical:


my sad, broken bowl:


i'm afraid to touch anything now, for the rest of the day.

oh yeah, and as i was explaining the situation to richard on the phone, the phone dropped and shattered. no pics of that, as all richard heard was a scream and silence, so figured getting that back together to let him know i hadn't spontaneously combusted was important. especially on a day like today.