blacklilly | Entries tagged with cake

Only 20 minutes and I can take the henna off my head!

Today I managed to track down the building manager and complain about the douchebag next door. The building manager is this cute little old man with white hair and a pressing need for a hearing aid. He wrote down all the details, and said he'd sort it out. So tonight said douchbag came home at 7.30pm and did his washing as soon as he got in. I can only hope he doesn't do it tomorrow morning just to spite me.

Had an adventure on my bicycle this morning. Went to the Landmark Tower in Minato Mirai and tried to track down something nice for my friend's wedding next month. Found a cool purple dress that needed about three more inches in the bust, so regretfully I had to pass it up. However, I did find a sexy elephant t-shirt. Checked out the new bookshop in the Landmark Plaza shopping centre. Good selection of books, just a shame whoever was in charge of the foreign books seemed to have little grasp of genre or the alphabet. I got frustrated and had to leave. Located Hobnob and Digestive biscuits in the import shop, found baked beans in Tesco then came home and watched Part 1 of the BBC's Victorian's documentary. Most interesting it were.

Coloured my hair whilst listening to Bruce Dickinson's Classic Rock show on Radio 6.

Finished off the sexiest cake in the whole world after dinner whilst watching "An Education". Here's the Sexy Cake:

It was so sexy I couldn't eat all of it yesterday, so saved half for today. As in, half of this slice, not half the cake.

6 minutes...

So, yesterday was my birthday, but I wasn't really in the mood for it as I'd had about 2 and half hours sleep, due to a combination of the heat keeping me awake, and finding one of these ugly motherfuckers outside my apartment. Apparently, they're called toilet crickets, which just doesn't seem to do them justice. Anyway, it sent me into intense scratching mode, in which I spent much of the insomnia having weird thoughts about insects crawling all over my skin, resulting in much jumping around scratching myself.

Yesterday was a day for much imbibing of sugar. First, though I had to jack myself up on greasy food (I had a mad craving for salty chips - sleep deprivation actually makes me seriously hungry) so I went to Village Vanguard with Tommy and ate a fish burger with an excellent pepper, tomato and courgette salsa sauce on it. Then there was ice cream cake from Baskin Robbins:

Afterwards I made spooky looking cups of coffee out of dry ice. I didn't drink them though, as the coffee at work is made of evil.

Later, my student brought a selection of manju (pictures later) and we stuffed our faces in class. Then I hit the bar after work. Loads of people came down to say hello and have a drink, which was unexpectedly nice. I conked out at about 1am and went to bed, and fell asleep listening to one of the many playlists on my iPod. So, 6 hours sleep today, which is about normal.

After the sleep problems of May and June, I thought I'd managed to find the cure for the sleeplessness. Seeing as my brain was racing full of thoughts, I decided to start writing down all the stuff that was flying about, which it turned out, once it was captured, was just boring day to day stuff. Anyway, it worked for 2 weeks. (It may also have had something to do with not getting out of bed on Monday until 5pm, and then getting back in it at 11pm.)

Here are some photos of my cake-eating adventures.

It's chucking down with rain outside. There were some rumbles of thunder earlier, which I was quite glad for. I'm heading into Shibuya to meet Lou's sister Catherine for people watching, a bit of shopping, book swapping in Ebisu, and a Vegan-Macrobiotic Dub Cafe (!) for dinner.

The cake above was from school. They tried to find me the blackest cake they could. It was so rich it took me 3 hours to eat it.*

Last night I sat in a bar until 10pm babbling in Japanese and drinking free red wine (it is my birthday after all). Then I came home and watched "Day Watch" and "The Fountain". The former was...OK. I didn't enjoy it as much as "Night Watch", possibly because I've read the book and know the story, and possibly because it didn't have quite the same character that the first one had. The SFX were excellent, as expected, but it just sagged a little. "The Fountain", despite a few flaws, was great. The three-story lines were treated a little messily, I felt, and we didn't really have much opportunity to really get to know the characters. However, it was visually stunning, especially the scenes in space and travelling through the nebula. I'm being bad and ripping it so I can watch it again (he he)!

The rain is gearing back up to full downpour again. I wonder if I'll get to the station without getting soaked??

Thanks to all of you who emailed, Facebooked or sent me birthday wishes in the post. It's nice to know I'm not forgotten. :)

* I hasten to add that I didn't eat the WHOLE thing! It took me three hours to eat one fat slice.

Current Music: The sound of rain

On Saturday night I was talking to a cat outside a bar for a good ten minutes. It was very cute, and I was tipsy. I'm not sure what passing pedestrians made of our conversation, but actually I don't care too much. My enduring memory of Saturday is listening to Whitesnake and enjoying it. This has not happened before.

Today I went shopping and bought t-shirts. Yay! And I joined Tsutaya, which means I can now watch as much horror as I can lay my blood-soaked hands on. And I can find Whitesnake and rip it onto iTunes. Why has no one but libraries ever thought of renting music in England? It's a fabulous idea.

So yeah, Whitesnake. I blame Bruce Dickinson's rock show, which I've been listening to for the past few weeks. Not that he's played ANY Whitesnake. But, why not blame a god of rock?

Anyway, here are some photos from the past few weeks I wanted to show: