First, News - Nothing really I have been ill with a cold for the past few days so have been spending plenty of time watching Lost and other shows on internet television.... oh the delicious joy! Have also spent some time producing some remixes. The first one is of a red sun scene song and can be accessed via the side menu or at the folowing link www.myspace.com/redsunscene. The other is a cover of Deliriou5?'s Obsession after listening to live in the can for the first time in like 7 years (do you remember, from when they spelt the name with a 5 and were good) The following link will lead you to a poorly thought out youtube vid I made -http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KGTGtA_1Pg8.
Secondly, as some of you may know I will be moving out from my current home to a hopefully much more pleasing abode in the next few months and the past week or so have been a taster of what that may be like, living on my own and that.
Over the first few days I quickly learned two important things, 1) that I have to get out of the habit of talking to myself out loud and then laughing, again, out loud at the realisation that I have caught myself talking to myself and 2) that I have to stop this from spilling out onto the street, supermarket. I don't think I'm loosing it mentally as I was in a jovial mood but had no-one to share it with (also may have been pre illness delerium). Either way, cursing and laughing at the ready meal in the Asda is not a great plan, not for a sober person anyway. Moving on is a bit scary but despite the madness I feel prepared and I think I have a life that can keep my occupied when needed and Bolton is a home for me. On thinking about my situation though I began to think about what I was actually doing and it dawned on me. I've been talking about having my own space to do what I want without for example, having to chech with housemates if it was ok to have people round for say a meal or dinner party and that I could live somewhere nice where I can make a nice little homely pad, which I want to keep clean and be responsible for. This I realised was wrong, what I really wanted in many ways, rather pathetically, was to be married. It would certainly help with paying the rent anyway. Many of my friends at work have nice little one bed flats which they share with their girlfriends and they've got it made. Cheap accommodation and you know.... nice. Now if I had a girlfriend then maybe I would move in with her and have a nice non sex pre marital relationship! It would be brilliant, plus I'd get cheaper rent and could live somewhere real nice and have someone to nurse me.
I was mulling all this information over and I came to the conclusion that society (and the man) is against the Batchelor Boy which Cliff Richard so wisely sang about and lived his life by. This in turn reminded me of a conspiracy which I heard from somewhere confirming this. Everything in this world is designed and marketted towards couples. It is impossible to buy the amount of lettuce needed for exactly one person, jars come with far too much sauce in for one person, cakes at the supermarkets are cheaper in multipacks, one bedroom apartments are more of a rip off that 2 bed hgosue suitable for a young family, Orange wednesday only offers discount on ticket pairs being brought, you never see a table for one at a resteraunt, a wedding invitation suggests you bring a guest or partner, the list goes on. The only thing specific to single people are ready meals. However, the irony is that one ready meal does not fulfil the needs of a single loner and so he has to have two, which is exactly too much. It is is as if the designers of the ready meal mock our tiny lonely fat faces as we tuck into the second tray of mirco macaroni cheese and whilst they mock become ever so slightly aroused at the thought of the single idiots who are forced to eat their ridiculious food.
Well, let me say this you you, my single brothers and sisters, let us not succumb to the evil powers of the ready meal, let us cook meals with full jars of sauce and too much potato, but let us freeze what we do not want and use it for a meal later in the week of for when we are ill. We will not be defeated!!!!
Ciao
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LOVE the image of you chuckling grimly to yourself in Asda while clutching a ready meal...
I still spell Deliriou5? like that, in a stubborn refusal to acknowledge the downturn in quality. After all, with the exception of Glo and a couple of songs here and there, have they actually done anything good since King Of Fools? No, I tell you! The answer is undeniably no.
Ah, yes. Isn't it difficult though to get yourself to cook when nobody is forcing you. I have discovered a good thing though. It is called a 'Crockpot' or a 'slow cooker'. Now, although in theory it sounds like more cooking it is actually less work. For one thing, the pot sits on the top so no bending down putting anything in the oven and no worries about getting it out of the oven all heavy and hot. Then, it is so easy to just take the lid off, chuck stuff in, switch it on and walk away. Just forget about it completely so when it is time to eat it, not only has it cooked well but you are also not flustered and exhausted from the cooking. It is ideal for your make in bulk stick in the freezer plan. You can make a sort of basic one and then add things to it when you take it out. Like, stick a chicken in (if you eat meat) with a few vegetables, a tin of chopped tomatoes, a tin of chopped onions (actually called Lazy Onion on my tins here)and a load of herbs, garlic, salt and pepper etc. It works very well and people at work will think you spend your whole time cooking when they see you having that for lunch while they sit with their bland supermarket sandwiches.
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