Sleep!

Chicken cordon bleu from Penn Station. With fries and vinegar.

Ahhhhhh.

I have a LOT of cravings. I need to quit eating junk and lose weight and be healthy like Oprah says. THEN I'll be happy, enlightened and serene, right?

sure, if you can create a bazillion dollar empire to match hers.

Right now I am craving this job!
But that's warping the thread...

I would love a freezy cold can of Stella Artois... the first of many.
And a Dominos Sizzler pizza

To share with my friends from the Cellar, natch. who have come round to watch comedy with me and laugh til we spray pizza grease all over eachother.

Now that's a real craving!

Two days to MYSELF.

Sweet, sweet pain relief. Man, I'm whipped.

I was checking out Busters food pics and I remembered his scotch eggs. I never tried them but they sound great.

Then I found this recipe for Scotch Ostrich Egg. Now that's exotic.

We made scotch eggs at school.
Grim.
It was called Food and Nutrition! No idea how that worked.

But hey - looking at my earlier entry I got the job & I have the cold can. Result.
So as this thread seems to be some sort of cosmic ordering device I would like a man please. Someone who is good to me, and I find permanently sexually attractive (missed the first part out of my last request, the second out of the previous). Intelligent, makes me laugh, values the same in me, stands up to me, helps me address my issues without dominating me, can say, "No" when necessary. Adores me.

In return I make him laugh, find him sexy, care for him when he's at his least appealing, want to be with him, don't get jealous - or deal with it myself if I do, give him space, control my temper.

Hey, look cosmic ordering. I can manage my side of the bargain. I'll also give him great sex (inc oral, anal, role-playing) and many little thoughtful gestures. I'll (mostly) keep the house and cook and wash. I'm happy, indeed prefer, to work - I'm not materialistic and if we don't have the living standard I expect on our joint incomes I will increase mine. However I'm not career minded and won't compete with him.

I just want to be loved, and give love in return.

Thank you

Oh yeah, we had to make scotch eggs too. Why? For the love of all things tasty..... No wonder Britain has such a (falsely) crappy reputation for food when we export those.

I had scotch eggs for the first time about 2 months ago at a Scottish restaurant here in town. Goddamn...they were fucking good! I keep getting cravings for them, but haven't had them since.

I crave char sui bao.
I had them about two years ago, when I was first off with depression.
I came down to see HM (as a visit, but the seeds of living together were planted) and he took me for dim sum.

I ate my char sui bao with such relish he let me have his - and the tase and mouth memory stayed with me for months. It even became something of a beacon in days where I had no interest in anything.

So in fact it is a two year old craving that I fear can never be assuaged because nothing could live up to the memory. Unless I starved myself for two days previously or something.

My dad used to tell me the recipe for scotch eggs, or maybe it was a scottish omelette, I forget. I remember it starts out:

First, you steal two eggs...

Muff

I am craving motivation: I have to drive 45 minutes into town, get an oil change, get groceries by way of already used paper sacks and water gallons, drive back home, make dinner, do laundry, and have a 4 page manual completed including banner that will translate to the web, with full color photos and a half assed text logo for the company on all pages before I go to bed.

It's my last day to be at home before starting the new job tomorrow. I don't really want to do much.....Must get off the internet and get my lazy butt in gear even though I believe my last day not working should be spent with the books I am currently reading in my pajamas all day long.

That blows.

Motivation...hello? Where art thou motivating instinct?

Iced tea with lemon, and a salad! Yum!