First of all, the last few weeks have been so wrong in terms of eating. I can’t stop. It just seems like I have flipped this mental switch, and now I need to turn it back. Immediately. I ate slightly better on the weekend than I did during the rest of last week, but I still desperately need to stop eating. In a bid to save myself, I have packed tons of (healthy) food.
We are hosting a Halloween party! Guess who my character will be?
Friday night we had pizza with my sister and her husband. It was very delicious. I read for most of the night, finishing Mushy Peas on Toast by Laurian Clemence. I loved the book for so many reasons – it is really, really funny, it is a proudly Johannesburg story, and the writing style is very easy to read, and well written.
I also started Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. It is the second time around that I am reading it, but I really am enjoying it so much more now. The book is wonderfully written, full of little facts and theories and ideas. Per se, I do not enjoy self-help books or autobiographies, but this book is a prime example of how something can work if you do it right.
Saturday I went to a friend’s birthday braai, and it was very nice. Saturday I encountered the three very irritating things. I have been slightly annoyed with this pompous idiot for a bit now, but I always choose to remain silent – he is dating a friend, and I really don’t want to offend my friend.
Three very irritating things:
Saying: “I don’t swear”
Well, fucking congratulations for mentioning it to me. I am so thankful for this piece of insight into your self-important mind. No, really.
Who mentions stuff like this?
Someone who wants to be patted on the back and told they are such exemplary beings.
Me, being a bit childish at times, promptly starts to swear more than my usual quota.
Saying: “I don’t drink”
Once again, congratulations. We are not the type of friends that rag on you when you don’t consume alcohol. We couldn’t care less. Then why bring it up? Because you want to be told you are such a wonderful person.
Saying: “We don’t celebrate Halloween”
Yes, we were all planning to sacrifice a chicken that night. Now you stopped us. No one CELEBRATES it; we have fun by dressing up as funny characters and then having a good time – just another reason to have fun.
These three things were done by the same person in one evening. And after several months of dating, he still holds her hand every damn second of the damn day. I am NAUSEATED. If my future boyfriend ever attempts to follow me into the kitchen where the other girls are baking a cake, I will promptly kick his ass.
Okay, I have mostly vented my frustration.
Sunday we went to the Kliprivier’s Nature Reserve. It is so beautiful and calm. It is an oasis in Johannesburg. I am so thankful that they are putting so much effort into keeping a part of the land as it is supposed to be. I felt so content. I read my Eat Pray Love book under the shade, and felt like Elizabeth Gilbert would approve. Bliss.
My plans for the week includes Studying, eating much less, exercising, and ignoring frustrating people. Yours?
Hey, friend, I don’t fucking swear!
… Shhhh! I was getting that rabbit of mine all geared up for the super-stomp on Halloween! Now you mention chickens, though… hmmm, I can totally make it work…
SO envious of your reading in the shade endeavour!
Fuck man this is difficult
You know I seriously like chicken. It seems a perfect opportunity
It was seriously wonderful
Work, home repairs, comics, TV… the usual.
Sounds lovely! Not the work part though. Sigh. Thanks for commenting!