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Life On Air-David Attenborough
A Dagg At My Table-John Clarke

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John Mayer-Heavier Things
The Waifs-Up All Night
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"The spirit is most often free when the body is satiated with pleasure, indeed, sometimes the stars shine more brightly seen from the gutter than from the hilltop"-
W. Somerset Maugham

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Split Screen Sadness...And I don't know where you went when you left me but Says here in the water you must be gone by now I can tell somehow One hand on the trigger of a telephone Wondering when the call comes Where you say it's alright You got your heart right Maybe I'll sleep inside my coat and Wait on the porch 'til you come back home Oh, right I can't find a flight We share the sadness Split screen sadness Two wrongs make it all alright tonight All you need is love is a lie cause We had love but we still said goodbye Now we're tired, battered fighters And it stings when it's nobody's fault Cause there's nothing to blame at the drop of your name It's only the air you took and the breath you left Maybe I'll sleep inside my coat and Wait on the porch 'til you come back home Oh, right I can't find a flight So I'll check the weather wherever you are Cause I wanna know if you can see the stars tonight It might be my only right We share the sadness Split screen sadness I called Because I just Need to feel you on the line Don't hang up this time And I know it was me who called it over but I still wish you'd fought me 'til your dying day Don't let me get away Cause I can't wait to figure out what's wrong with me So I can say this is the way that I used to be There's no substitute for time Or for the sadness Split screen sadness We share the sadness-John Mayer

------------------ First Cut Is The Deepest...I would have given you all of my heart But there's someone who's torn it apart And he's taken just all that I had But if you want I'll try to love again Baby, I'll try to love again but I know The first cut is the deepest Baby I know the first cut is the deepest But when it comes to being lucky he's cursed When it come to loving me he's worst I still want you by my side Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried And I'm sure going to give you a try And if you want I'll try to love again (tryyy) Baby, I'll try to love again but I know The first cut is the deepest Baby I know the first cut is the deepest But when it comes to being lucky he's cursed When it come to loving me he's worst I still want you by my side Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried But I'm sure gonna give you a try 'Cause if you want I'll try to love again (try to love again) Baby, I'll try to love again but I know The first cut is the deepest Baby I know, the first cut is the deepest When it come to being lucky he's cursed When it come to loving me he's worst The first cut is the deepest baby i know The first cut is the deepest try to love again...-Sheryl Crow

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Thursday, January 30, 2003
{PIZZA}
You'll notice things are starting to look a bit more like the blog of old. It's taken me a while, and I still have some stuff to add .... but I'm getting there. I must however apologise about the cats ... they're here to stay (for a lil while), get over it!!

I had a mind-blowingly dull day, and the highlight was really my eating experiences and the pleasures derived from said food. I came to some conclusions about pizza, while I was.... oddly enough, eating pizza!!!

Whereas your standard dish of nachos is the product of Tex-Mex mentality, I think pizza has been distorted by virtually every popular international cuisine. Having moved far from the original (and delicious) concept of tomato and cheese, today's postmodern pizzas are adorned with all things hip and la-de-dah. We have artichokes, sundried tomatoes, semi-dried tomatoes, blue vein cheese, potato, kalamata olives (a far cry from standard Spanish black olives), caramelised onion, roast garlic, pumpkin, haloumi cheese, bocconcini, cucumber, yogurt and even bok choi. And I once heard of guacamole as a base sauce, eeeeeew! But I'm sorry; it's just not pizza. it's a complete travesty of the modern cuisine, how dare we take such a delicious and simplistic food and demonize it in such a disrespectful way.

JJ and I were discussing the concept of outrageous pizza names. I'm sure it's been done somewhere (nothing's unique anymore), but wouldn't it be great to select from a menu that included such delicacies as Hell's Inferno and The River of Hades (essentially topped with chillies), Tectonic Vegetarian (massive slabs of roast vegetables on a tomato base), Hong Kong Stir Fry (with an assortment of Asian vegetables, guaranteed to have been fertilised with human manure), Sushi Galore (bring on the nori - tho how would one do the raw fish on a cooked pizza?), Human Cadaver (literally – it would suit some of the militant vegetarians) or even John Howard's Tertiary Vision (no topping on a mouldy base)? I'd love it.

I get quite passionate about food, as u're well aware ... and I have to say if there was just one thing I could change in the world of food - one way I could make a difference, it'd be to stop all those smart arse chefs who insist of covering the humble pizza base with ungodly things like asparagus and bean shoots, then giving it some fucking ridiculous name that takes up 3 pages on the menu. Enough I tell u! Hmmm, 2 posts in a row about food ... I'm sensing an obsession.

Now, onto business of the day.... I'm in Melbourne until Wednesday morning of next week. I know this means I'll miss Raelene's 25th, but that's what she gets for being born on the same day as my fav brother. Someone please pass on a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY for me, or better still... if someone has her email address, that'd be super. Oh, and can anyone remind me of when she's making the big move?

xxx

posted by The Princess 9:24 PM



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Second Opinion.. The glow inside another red-crossed pelvis will drain when they crush that little bulb. Menstrual minstrels drift in from the weedless garden. The immaculate blue flame from the fake fireplace burns in the corner of my eye. Can't stop staring at nothing. A gloved hand opens the door, and the man enters soothingly, with an air of respect for the dead. Encourages us to look on the bright side. Black pants hide your pain afterwards, and there's a cookie on a napkin and a paper cup of red juice to replace your strength. We drive home without blinking because the sun isn't real .. . -Viggo Mortensen

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