cake recipe hangin'

1) ok, so i have officially forgiven you for ignoring me for years. you are lucky. i am lucky. you were right assertive on our street today, asking., "how ya do-in.'?" great. now.

2) if i could marry one inanimate object at this moment, while being assured that it would last forever, and that it would never fail me (in this case i.e. never run out, or make me fat or unhealthy), i would choose to marry the blueberry cake i made tonight on a whim. you might wish you were eating my blueberry cake. so i will give you the new n' improved recipe:

the blueberry cake

dry:

1 1/3 cups whole grain flour

3/4 cup instant oatmeal

2 tsp baking soda

1/4 tsp seasalt

1 tsp. cinnamon

wet:

1/4. c applesauce

1/3 c. maple syrup

3/4 c soymilk

2 tbsp cornstarch (wet ingredient)

1 c. frozen OXFORD WILD BLUEBERRIES

hot n' crumbly:

1/4 c. brown sugar

1 tbsp marj or butter

pinch of cinnamon

Preheat oven to 400 degrees F. in medium bowl, mix dry ingredients together with a fork. in another bowl, combine wet ingredients, including cornstarch. mix dry and wet. fold in blueberries. spoon batter into oiled 8x8 pan. cream hot n' crumbly ingredients together and sprinkle mixture on top of cake batter. bake (even in your toaster oven!-- i did!) for 20-25 min. cool on rack for 5-10 min and serve warm.

it'd be the effin' bomb with ice cream.

3) a) blake, joey and i watched da ali g show tonight and it was, at times, almost chokingly funny. oh g_d, this guy is amazing. sure, i am slow to have caught on to him, allow me to admit, but i am a fan. phunny stuff. i indeed needed that.

b) kids in the hall season 2 on dvd, release date: nov. 16, 2004. i am too excited.

4) a) i just spent two days at a scherology workshop. i hated it. i was bored and uncomfortable. the teacher was overcompensating for the uselessness of the course and the subject's nonexistent (for a reason) cruddy reputation by promoting and the founder (who she either wants to fuck or currently fucks-; and who she didn't show us a picture of, so is therefore ugly-- with especially ugly scleras) and defending the "art and science" (a blanket term which i am sceptical about anything being called except for say, cooking) of scherology-- the study of the stupid red lines in the whites of your eyes. i was unimpressed because i had pretty clear eyes- devoid of much interesting muck even in the intestinal region. and i have a sugar fermentation spot -- which she was convinced meant i am hypoglycemic. which i am not. nopey nope nope. but this course was paid for.

b) i hate going to classes with middle-aged women. this is not because i don't like them (altho many of them i do not like, sure), but because their husbands don't listen to them and all they want to do is yammer blab yap gab on forever, at the expense of the class and of my attention span. i. do. not. care. how. many. stroke. patients. died. when. bla. bla. bla. bla. i don't care if your anatomy and physiology class was really hard and you worked full time when you did it and it oughta count for something do you think it would count for something it would be really awful if it didn't. ya. nope. mental note: never take continuing education courses in the natural health field. correspondence only = no yappy middleaged ladies.

5) i was just reminded that i should sleep more often. probably true. i eat well and everything. and exercise sometimes, but not often enough. i actually think this is more important. i have never slept well. as a baby, i reportedly sat up late and babbled to myself in my crib. those who know me well would not be surprised by this. in high school, i didn't go to bed before 1 am, and sometimes not til 3 or after, on a school night. i was a complete and utter insomniac until say 3 years ago, until i got my health under control. now, i'm just used to staying up late. it's easy. i don't need as much sleep as the average bear-- but true dat, i should sleep more. and so sleep i will. but i have a few things to do first. melatonin should be conking me out any minute now. shit. and a zzzzzzzzzzzz (pronounced zeds).