Penny dreadful

Started watching the new Goth series, inspired by the infamous Penny Dreadful Victorian literature that was simultaneously godawfully bad, spooky and a reason why so many lowest-class teens became so versed in literacy. First working class book clubs were formed around it.

I hope it's good. It's just the kind of mood and setting I want for my "Buttons" chapter.

First dinner

I cooked my first diner tonight. Normally I go fetch it or I make something sweet. General is the one who cooks around here. I am a terrific baker, but I can't cook to save my life. (Still can't.) But we bought a zillion things, veggie-wise, from the market and Bio shop and I cut it all into neat little stripes (I can't name them in English, but they all had vitamins), including the tofu and seitan (which I still can't tell apart and still think is just spongy nothing with soy sauce on it.). apart from over-preparing it and too much soy sauce (too salty), it was fine. It'll be much better tomorrow. Though General's eye started twitching when I mentioned I made enough for two days.

:D

(Not my pickie, we didn't have rice with it, though we will someday.)

The melancholy bard

#100happydays 5 --

Day 5. - Lunch with mum and dad
6. - Letting my hair down
7. - First coffee after 39.4 days
8. - Watching tall grasses sway in the wind
     b) Lunch at the in-laws
9. Sleepover at an old new friend's
     b) Zvezda ice-cream
     c) film seminar
     d) My book is in the shop-window of every bookstore in the capital
10. Buying new books (Bryson)
     b) finding a book park with reflecting pools and sculptures in the city
     c) the smell of Konzorcij

Oldies :)

I'm re-making some of the photos, from photoshoots I hardly remember, (apologies to the models and MUA people, but it's literally been ages and I've no idea who did what to whom), mainly to acquiant myself with the CS6 proggies..

General, talking about city origins

"Basically, Celje (Roman Celeia and where I am from) was a metropolis while Maribor (medieval Marchburch, a march castle) was still just two mud huts with straw roofs?"
"Pretty much. Celeia was massive back in the day."
"What about Rifnik?" (In St.George, where he comes from.)
"Rifnik dates pretty much as far back as there was human migration."
"So, when Rifnik was hot shit, Celeia wasn't even a dog hut yet, it was just a dog tied to a scrawny plum tree in the middle of the field?"

Love talking archeology with him. He gets it :D

Bad fewd

Had to drop the maple syrup diet, because it started to give me health issues, so now I'm on overcooked rice and juiced veggies... I took a pinch of cinnamon to spice the last bit of rice up,
pretending it's dessert, and it's now burning a hole in my tummy.

Imagine I actually killed myself with too good food. That would be the mother of all ironies.

Though, come to think of it, my grandma died of that. When they got prisoners out of Auschwitz, the rescuers tried to do them a  favor and fed them spiced goulash. Her chances would have been a slightly better percentage without that goulash, though probably she was long dead, she just lasted as long as she could pass on in her own bed, holding her husband's hand. I hate to talk to dad about this, because I know his dad was too important for the Nazis to punish for his rebelling, so they took his wife as a hostage. I hope dad's forgotten details, in fact. Those are just grief and hollow victories.

The Žovnek ruins

#100happydays - day 4, May 1st sunny morning trip to the Žovnek ruins - the place where Counts of Celje first started to make a name for themselves.