In and around my mouth

I <3 food. I super heart food at the moment. I never used to but something in me snapped and I decided 'I'm going to eat like a mother fucker' and watch me now, I am. Last night I cooked pancakes with bacon, eggs and maple syrup, aka, Canadian pancakes. I have never cooked pancakes in my life but last night I manned up, got really stoned, and threw myself into it.

For lack of a better term, they were perfect. The bacon was crispy, the eggs, sunny side up, were runny, the pancakes, immaculate. I could not resist and at the end made a bacon face with egg eyes. My housemate was in the shower and there was no one else around and alas, I have not a camera so you'll just have to believe me when I say it looked amazing. Surprisingly, as this almost never happens, it tasted as good as it looked. Fuck yeah! Go me!

Awesome . I love how sometimes the world just won't quit being an interesting place.

So one of the many things I forgot to mention is how both of the parties I went to on the weekend were catered. This is what I like about getting older. Sure, everyone was on the sauce and whatever else they could find, but there was an air of sophistication around it, there were trays of warm nibbles and it was how I want all my parties to be in the future. This is how being at these parties made me feel.

So as mentioned yesterday, I am one week sans headaches. This is good. I am happy. Still waiting for something bad to happen but I think I may be on my way to not having ridiculous headaches anymore. Well, for the next few month at least. I would love to celebrate with a drink but its just not going to happen. Damn it. So that's 3 months of suck down, I wonder how long until the next time?

Now that I am free for a little while though, time to start getting my life back on track. I would like to take some time off work and perhaps visit a friend interstate. You know, do nice stuff that I have been meaning to do for a while. It's funny you know, when I'm mid cycle of headaches, I can't plan ahead because, to me, there is no future without pain when I am post cycle it seems that there are not enough options in the world because I plan to do all of them. Does that make sense?