Attempted a slow cooker laksa chicken soup, which, while tasting fantastico, was a lot more stewy than soupy. Pictures of what it's supposed to look like and my attempt:
I bought a wacom tablet so I'm slowly making my way learning how to work with Photoshop & Illustrator, at the moment it's not going very quickly, it's just so overwhelming, I'm not really sure where to begin to learn.
Newest music on my Itunes is Elbow, Ramones, King Cannons and Beans on Toast.
I got a Kindle for my Birthday, lucky bitch, I know :) I've ransacked Amazon Kindle's free books - I got Robert Frost and Dylan Thomas's collected works, quite a few Charles Dickens, Rudyard Kipling, Oscar Wilde and heaps others. Working my way through Robert Frost's poems which right off the bat started out with one that I really loved - Into my own:
| ONE of my wishes is that those dark trees, | |
| So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze, | |
| Were not, as ’twere, the merest mask of gloom, | |
| But stretched away unto the edge of doom. | |
| I should not be withheld but that some day | 5 |
| Into their vastness I should steal away, | |
| Fearless of ever finding open land, | |
| Or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand. | |
| I do not see why I should e’er turn back, | |
| Or those should not set forth upon my track | 10 |
| To overtake me, who should miss me here | |
| And long to know if still I held them dear. | |
| They would not find me changed from him they knew— | |
| Only more sure of all I thought was true. |
