worse for wear by malloreigh, on Flickr

hey friends and lovers,

among other things, this is the haps: i've uploaded a web edition of the cookzine my girlfriend and i made for xmas 2010. it's got a whole passel of original recipes, most of which are much simpler than those available on our website. the pdf i'm about to link is not print-friendly but you can load that shit up on your ipad or whatever.

vegan mischief xmas 2010 cookzine

also, because i know most of you are here because you think i'm pretty, here is what i look like today, dirty hair and all:



and, if you missed it, i have a new set up in member review. in it, i get naked and roll around with my good friend rin. it features sunshine, something which i am sorely missing right now. winter in the PNW is very grey.




right, so.

happy holiday season! may you gorge yourself at your cultural/religious seasonal feast.



oh look! new set with rin - reunited in sexiness.

http://suicidegirls.com/members/Malloreigh/albums/site/27382/













♥ thanks to linds for the photos from lindsay's diet!

here's a photo of me in the greaser makeup that a lovely former-SG friend of mine did on me for her film & tv makeup class. i claim that my femininity doesn't translate well to drag, but actually, i love it. it gives me a chance to be a character who presents himself very differently from how i usually present myself.

i haven't got any time for my online life because i'm too busy writing a business plan. i find it hard to think about anything else! sorry! in the meantime, here is a photo of my face, as if that's all you care about:


reverse by malloreigh, on Flickr

it's old. i haven't uploaded photos from my camera since september... oh goodness.

i spent the weekend camping in the woods with a huge group of friends. it was delightful... this is what summer's about! here are some photos - and yes, i know i hang out with incredibly good-looking people. (i didn't take these!)







i'm not much of a camper - i'm just generally miserable when i'm dirty, and i hate tents - but big trips like this are kind of the quintessential summer activity. we drank a lot, ate charred food, bonded over guitars and lake water. sometimes i feel like i miss out on "normal" activities. god knows why. i'm a giant brain floating in space. i alone command the spice.



also, i've been watching heroes obsessively. i've been watching multiple episodes a day. i hope i get a full-time job soon so i will stop being so pathetic. it's just such an addictive show. i have even been having dreams about it. i hope i have another one tonight.

i just tried to find a heroes slash fanart image to post, but no dice.


the mushroom scramble i talked about in my last journal entry

question of the day: are there any "quintessential activities" you feel like you've missed out on? how much of that do you think is fed by the TV/movie image of what life is supposed to be like?

hello friends. it's a slow sunday morning. i'm alone in my little attic suite making coffee with cardamom in (thanks for the hint, zarina) and thinking about putting together a delicious mushroom-filled tofu scramble.


(me right now)

got some new shoes and tried to take photos of them but maybe i have been on suicidegirls for too long. i just can't take a photo of myself without going into sexytown mode. it's a serious handicap.


classless by malloreigh, on Flickr

well, anyway, they are from the new vegan shoe store in vancouver, nice shoes. obviously i shop there!

so, lately i have been feeling far more mature (after all, i bought high-heeled shoes), but i have also been feeling really... i don't know what the word is for it. everything i do now, i've been doing for some time now. most of my friends i've had for years. i feel almost set in my ways. i'm happy and stable and calm. it's nice, especially when i look back at my SG history. i've been on this site since december 2003, which was seven and a half years ago. how insane is that?


tough luck by malloreigh, on Flickr

i reorganized my kitchen shelves yesterday:


pantry shelves by malloreigh, on Flickr

i even posted a list of all of the herbs and spices i have in stock on my food blog. do any of you have a better-stocked spice pantry than mine? i would like to meet it, if so!

tell me: what are your most indispensable herbs, spices, or flavour additives when you cook for yourself, friends, and family?

hi kitten-creatures. maybe you do not feel that term is descriptive of you; if that's the case, how would you prefer i address you?

so, last week i started this 35-day hot yoga groupon i got for $30. what a deal. anyway, i've been doing this intense yoga and my body is sore all the time, but i can already feel myself becoming more flexible. i have always been very naturally flexible but now that i am getting a bit older i can feel that flexibility melting away. i want to maintain it. (i turn 26 in a month and a half.)

(this is my post-yoga face)

what else? that chronic flat problem i was having was really frustrating. it just got more frustrating! i bought a new tire and new tubes but nothing worked, so eventually i brought it back in to the bike shop that fixed my chronic flat problem last fall and they gave me a higher quality tube and checked everything. so, if i get another flat this week, i'm just going to give up and buy puncture-proof tires for the $1,000,000 they probably cost. the frustration my chronic flat tire problem causes me seriously lowers my quality of life.


on a steel horse i ride

yesterday i jumped on a journal meme bandwagon and wrote out a list, with pictures, of every house i've ever lived in. holy crap, you guys, i have lived in a lot of places. i mean, i knew that, because i have an excel spreadsheet of all the places i'd lived, but it took me an hour and a half to do writeups for every house and screencap them on google street view. right now i am living in house number 22 of all-time - 18 in my adult life. and i haven't moved in a year! i had a transient youth.


pictured, the hellhole shithole asshole apartment that i moved into when i first moved away from home, in beautiful burnaby, BC, where there were few trees and lots of concrete. it was always humid and warm in that place. uck.


here's another slumhole i lived in for a month in victoria. crackheads stole EVERYTHING we left on our back porch, including 2 bikes, drying artwork, and lightbulbs.


fast forward a few years to malloreigh having a job, and i lived in THIS slumhole, which is actually not a super bad house. it was $1500. i lived here with redmess and rin among other lovely ladies. we had some sweet parties here and i had a badass bedroom, my own bathroom, and a balcony off the top floor.


last one for today, this was the "house of god" that i lived in with three of my best friends. it was a drop-in kinda place - friends would just stop by and we'd sit on the front porch and holler at passers-by, cook big vegan meals, smoke cigarettes, and have fun. i lived in this place longer than any other - for 14 months.

so tell me about you. how many places have you lived in? do you like moving, or do you prefer to avoid it? do you have a home in your past that you miss a lot? (i do. a couple, actually.) what does it take to make you move out?

me, i am moving again at the end of the summer. that's how it goes.

bleaching 001 by malloreigh, on Flickr

yes sirs and madams, i did bleach my hair a little. in some ways i feel like i am returning to my 2007 self, though not really, because i have my shit figured out way more than i did then. (what a relief.)

also, in 2007, i didn't get flat tires every three minutes, which i do now. it's an epidemic. apparently i don't know how to properly patch. i just need to go find a sale on tubes and buy 5,000 of them.


bicycle colours by malloreigh, on Flickr

of course i've been cooking lately, and blogging about it (veganmischief.com) but that's not news to anyone. i'm making lunch for a dear old friend i happy-accidentally ran into the other day - she's in town briefly and just happens to be taking a class two blocks from my house. maybe less than two blocks. THAT close, ladies and gents.

need a job. hire me at your restaurant so i can understand the workings of a prosperous one.


legs by malloreigh, on Flickr