Tannic Teeth

Sushi is probably the best low fat, healthy fast-food out there. Except when it’s past its prime. Raw Salmon I would imagine goes off pretty quickly and factor in less-than-scrupulous handling and storage, you have yourself a recipie for gastro. That’s my story today.

I survived South East Asia eating off the street no problems (I even considered myself somewhat of an ‘iron stomach), so this sushi must have be particularly crawling with bugs. The fact that I bought 2 packets and had the other one in a cooler bag for about an hour in the car probably didn’t help. It was warm when I ate it, so alarm bells should have gone off them.

My only consolation is the fact that I bargained down the normally $6.50 packet to two for $10. She was reluctant to sell it to me, but she knows I’m a regular. And now I have gastro pains and well I’ve been doing what people who have gastro do… and it’s not vomiting. As a last ditch effort to quell any internal seismic activity I’m sipping on Capari and soda (as we had no Lemonade). With its massively bitter middle and back palate with light citrus tones – it gets you nicely drunk on an empty stomach.

Now, only to wait this little bug out…

So week seven. How has the writing and new technologies course been so far?

It’s been good. As one would expect the pace of uni now has moved into hyper speed with a lots of assignments due all tragically within the same week. As if it was by some tormented creator everything else in my life is ramping up. Work would like more hours, I’m offered another job, I’ve got this photography thingo to do, I’m wanting to start yoga, got to think about writing next months wine article whilst taking on more of an editorial job. LOL. Really I should be a little more thorough in my work that i churn out here first as a good start point. Oh yeah what did this have to do with my reflections on the my course (shit – sorry!) umm yeah the course has taught me so far to look through texts as well as looking at them and that the digital realm is fluid and ever changing. one thing about it is that rules are broken in every genera. With all that now aside I feel like a beer. This was taken at the James Squire Chef Match Launch on Monday 8th Sept.

Champagne goes straight to my head. Well if you’re like me and immolate every meal in half an hour and have to constantly eat throughout the day then -yes- champagne on an empty stomach is asking for trouble. CO2 from the carbonation forces open your pyloric sphincter so you get a gut-full of alcohol. Not to mention the CO2 helps surcharge the assimilation into the blood stream. Ooooeeeee!!!

Taittinger Brut NV Champagne France RRP $100 AUD

‘Deep straw in colour on the nose wafts of lime with a certain flintyness. Brioche and general stocking of baked goods in there too. The complexity of the wine, is not overshadowed by the racy acidity, though it is in its own right quite tart. Layered over the palate, the mousse is fine, withfinesse of notable length. Two outstanding points to note. Fine mousse. Balance of fruit characters with aged complexity.’

This is probably the first diary-blog-cathartic posting I have ever made.

Why?

Possibly because I just need to vent some emotional frustration from student-work life.

OK. I meet this girl street projecting. Pretty much a dark alley on a winters night. I’m instantly taken by her eyes. We exchange only glances- she leaves before I could meet her properly.

I track her down over fb via the street projections group. We talk over fb/ msn and go on a few dates. She is awesome. The deadly combo of brains, personality all summed up in a beautiful package. She could be a model. I’m falling for her badly.

The only catch.

Her parents globe trot frequently. The usual you know: summer in the Caymans, Christmas in Denver and soap shopping in the south of France. She’ll disappear for 6 months of the year travelling horizons I only dream to see. And she leaves in November, won’t be back till April/May. That’s a long time for young love- an entire Perth summer with out her… but then again Perth is a boring place.

I’m in a way torn and don’t know what  to do. But I can’t bring myself to call it a quits and she doesn’t want to either… either way I think it’s going to be a long hot summer…

Week 4 has ticked past me like a Dali clock: painfully slow then exceedingly fast. Of course all the fun times blur past and you hope your 8hr bottle-shop shift on a Saturday night is already over. Divvying up time from uni, relationships, gym, work and my jealousy guarded sleep leaves nothing much left for simply sitting down, as I am now, and thinking about how the hell the next 10 or so weeks of uni will pass. One day at a time I guess, but with a little more clarity and focus? That’s what I would like. And it’s not found in a bottle of wine, it’s found during those times of silent contemplation (only silent because I can’t have my music up loud because people are sleeping now). This unit is interesting- as for the Assignment that we have to be ‘considering’ at the moment, I have paid it no regard. But I’ll start it soon I guess, maybe tomorrow after my indulgent sleep.