Direktlänk till inlägg 8 oktober 2010
Nu precis innan jag vaknade så drömde jag att jag var hemma hos Gordon Ramsey i en stor lägenhet i London och blev bjuden på mat. Lägenheten var typ ett stor matsal med kök i ena änden. Han var ganska lugn och och trevlig. Jag fick hjälpa honom med saker runt omkring inte själva maten utan dukande och liknande saker.
Tyvärr vaknade jag upp innan maten skulle serveras. Stupid Lucid dreams.
Undra om jag har sett för mycket på Masterchef Australia? Går det förresten?
-Listen, I just want you to know how honored I am to be studying under such a -...
-[pins Linguini's sleeve with a knife] No, you listen! I just want you to know exactly who you are dealing with! How many women do you see in this kitchen?
-Well, I uh -...
-[pins Linguini's sleeve with another knife] Only me. Why do you think that is? Because high cuisine is an antiquated hierarchy built upon rules written by stupid, old men. Rules designed to make it impossible for women to enter this world, but still I'm here. How did this happen?
-Well because you, because you -...
-[pins Linguini's sleeve with a third knife] Because I am the toughest cook in this kitchen! I have worked too hard for too long to get here, and I am not going to jeopardize it for some garbage boy who got lucky! Got it?
-Wow!
This is something I have been wondering for a long time, all the way back to my education two years ago, where we talked about it. Constantly I get reminded about it. I feel that my family is not valid as a family. My family consist of me and ...
In our debrief groups we started of with talking about how we felt at that moment. We went on to talk about some scenes we wanted to share with each other, then we talked about what we will bring with us. I will definitely bring back the lottery of d...
Something I forgot in the last blog post to mention is I will only talk about character name in these blog-posts. Since it is my and Lester’s story I will not elaborate too much away from our story, the other stories are not mine to tell...
I will write this recollection of the 2015 of the larp Just a Little Lovin' (JALL from here on) so that all my non Swedish friends can read this. JALL was a larp set over three 4th of July parties and the morning after in the lgbtq world of New...
Varför måste saker falla sönder när det gick så bra. Varför kan de jag håller av och älskar bara inte få må bra för? Jag får ännu längre till mina älsklingar och jag står snart utan boende. Sen vet jag inte vad som händer med jobb efter januari...
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