"Just try not to step on my Goon" & a tablespoon of coffee

Post pancake and sugary mess, I went to chem. My teacher was talking about Dalton and a picture was on the screen, to which he said "That's Dalton, the scary little man right there." After that, I was hysterical for a few minutes because the similarity in appearance between my prof and Dalton was just too much.

Then I went to the club's fair, which was kinda random and seemed like you have to pay for everything. I joined the ski and snowboarding club and am going to try out capoeira on Saturday.

When I got home, plan make-epic-chocolate-cake-for-Liam began. A friend came over, and we got to work with the plan being a 2 layer coffee/chocolate base, followed by a raspberry jam filling, and a richer chocolate cake on top, all frosted by homemade chocolate buttercream frosting. I will post pictures later, but man it was delicious. To continue my kitchen stupidity, I'll let you in on this episodes stupid moment. Recipe assed for 1tbsp of coffee in half a cup of boiling water. We made coffee to do this, and the idea confused me, since instant coffee isn't as prevalent in the states, as per my knowledge, so I oh-so-cleverly took a spoonful of the just made coffee and put it into an additional cup of boiling water. My cake making comrade was hysterical, and was hysterical again whilst explaining this to the company.

Cake!:

When you turn 21 in New Zealand you have two options: 21 shots or a yardie. My flatmate chose the yardie, which is this massive glass that holds 7 beers. Messiest thing I've ever seen.

That night we dined deliciously again with a mince meat sauce on penne and a brussels sprout, mushroom, and apple salad. The cake was great as well.

We went to a lock-in on hyde street. Hyde street is, like most of the other streets here, a party street but it takes the cake for the most shenanigans. [ie. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QdIVziQva6o&feature=related ] Lock-ins, another concept new to me, are when you get locked in a room [usually about 4 are open, and all have themes] and have to drink some amount of drink before you get let out, and the party starts. I was in the white and bright room, neoned all stupid and whatnot.

Twas fun, but the real funny was when about 5 guys ran out of the house, holding a giant TV, and ran up a two story building across the street [dunno how they managed it] and then dropped it. It was inches away from a car, but apparently you have to expect stuff like that if you park on hyde street.

Soon after, a cop car rolled by and asked how the puking guy near by us was doing. They were laughing at his state, and someone responded with 'he must have a stomach bug or something!' which brought them into hysterics. They then proceeded to laugh and shrugged at the destroyed TV across the street. Cops are chill here. After, a block party, and then home!