On Sunday I came down to a seemingly post-apocolypictic living room, with couches moved, table flipped, and what looked like a game of 52 pick up never finished, but probably just the result of another Circle of Death. I decided to clean the fridge, finally. I went through everything in it and man, I've never interacted with so much mould in my life. Package said brie; contents were blue and fuzzy.
This turned into a major cleaning binge, and for the next few hours it stayed as clean as I got it. With this clean coming, so came my second kiwi host. Now as a full 'family,' 519e is full and thriving.
To make up for the aforementioned failure pancakes, Monday night dinner was a feast. I had been craving lamb since arriving [a building desire growing with each sighting of a sheep [which aren't scattered about the streets like squirrels, which I had imagined]], and went with lamb chops for dinner. Lamb chops, mashed potatoes, a grilled portabello mushroom + apple salad, and garlic bread, all homemade. I upped the class of the dining experience by drinking some wine out of my goon.
goon : boxed wine plastic bag. fancy.Following dinner was going to be a BYG [bring your goon] which turned into more company and some crappy television watching. note: don't watch the show Grimm.
Tuesday was the first day of school, since I've decided against taking class on Mondays. I woke up bright and early to make my 9am Chem lab which was conveniently cancelled for this first week.
Then, I went to the wrong time of my Maori society lecture, since 12pm seems more reasonable than 4pm, and man, it was really cool. She's pretty funny and I'll write a bit amore about it as the class goes on. Chem was a slap in the face, but the lecturer seems quite clever, and Abnormal Psyc should be fun I hope!
After I went to the gym, which holy god is far away. Like, really fricken far away. Like, I shouldn't complain because I'm going to the gym and the walk to it is just like adding to the workout, but I was lost as hell when I was leaving, stuck in a dark, lonely, cold campus. I decided to sign up to take classes there since my level of self-motivation requires someone screaming at me, and took a step class as well as a martial class. Not as good as body combat at home, but it'll do. Step is funny. I'm humorously bad.
That night I was woken up from my nap on the couch by my very drunk flatmate, post red card. Red cards: I'll get into that later, when it's more relevant. We made cheese toasties. Toasties are grilled cheeses here, and they're amazing. It was the first time I every properly made a grilled cheese.
Come morning, there was much ruckus in the flat and I wasn't sure why since I had gone to bed relatively early, but apparently there was a major garbage fire outside the flat complex [fires seem really popular here in Dunedin, with couch fires a plenty as well as garbage fires. might be because it's so goddamn cold... though it's actually been really beautiful out recently. totally sweater weather]. The outside debauchery also led to a bottle getting thrown through a window of an empty room in our flat. sick. UniFlats though cleaned it up promptly the next day.
Wednesday was my kiwi host's birthday so I made him chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast.
Pancakes: the successful version.
We actually had the ingredients that you need for pancakes this time, and they were dank. Unfortunately, I'm an idiot and when I was disgusted with Golden Syrup I went out to buy maple syrup, which doesn't seem to exist, but saw molasses, and recognized that I knew the name, so decided that I should get that instead. Ew. That is a fowl ingredient. I looked online for a way to make pancake syrup out of molasses, and while I was boiling it, paying close attention, it [literally in an instant] exploded and got sticky sugary mass all over my stove. Smells funny now.
Thankfully, the pancakes were yum enough that syrup was unnecessary!
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