picture perfect, like a kodak moment.

http://moodstream.gettyimages.com/

one of the coolest websites i've seen in a bit.

i went out for chinese the other day with my mom and got this really awesome general tso's tofu.

i love asian-style tofu. it is just perfect all the time. gah. love it.

so anyway. i set out to try to make it. i know, i know ambitious. i thought so too. BUT IT WAS DELICIOUS. i'm not even lying.

Ingredients:
A block of extra firm tofu
One egg
Cornstarch
Lots of veg oil
Chopped onion, if that's your thing. A dash of onion powder works too.
A tbsp of chopped ginger, or a tablespoon and a teaspoon of ginger powder
A tbsp of chopped garlic, or a tablespoon and a teaspoon of garlic powder
A tbsp of ground mustard
Two dashes of sesame seeds
A dash of chile powder
A cup of vegetable broth, or water for a healthier option
3 tbsp and one tsp of soy sauce
3 tbsp and one tsp of sugar
1 tbsp rice vinegar
A handful or two of green beans
Water chestnuts
A handful or two of canned or frozen corn
Whatever other vegetables you prefer

Press the tofu (if you don't know how, google "how to press tofu"). Cut in into bite-sized pieces.

Mix the egg with a few tbsp of water. Coat each piece of tofu in the egg mixture, and then in the cornstarch. Make sure it is generously coated in cornstarch. You can add a bit of spice to the cornstarch if desired...ginger would be nice. I wish I'd done that.

Fry the tofu in the vegetable oil in a pan. Remove and place on a paper towel to drain the oil...this should be a given.

In another pan, heat a few tbsp of vegetable oil. Add vegetables and spices and stir. Let sit for a few minutes. Add the vegetable broth/water, sugar, vinegar, and soy sauce. Let sit for a few minutes. Add the already-prepared tofu. Add two tablespoons of cornstarch with three of water. Stir. Cover, let sit. If the sauce is not thick enough, add more corn starch and water until you're satisfied. Add the sesame seeds, and serve.

you cried the notes that the world all heard.
you went insane with their air,
her aesthetic,
your hate.

my ache is a goldmine;
i glitter 'round your fingers,
i shine in her eyes.

and it's killing you,
but you're killing me,
and i'm killing her if she harms you much more.

i can't write when i have so much emotion in me.
because, i want to write colossal words, and they don't exist.
i can only write when i have a medium amount of emotion in me. it's more manageable that way.

but, that way, i will never be a poet. maybe i should be a painter instead.

i'm just going to write until i can't. i won't look back. i'll just...do it. don't judge me.

and, i want you to find me on the biggest couch
and cup my shoulders and think
that my hair smells sweet,
almost like honey might if it were lost at sea,
or swept in the chemicals that i wash you with
when you're not in the panes of my eyes.

oh, return to my window,
you were supposed to return.
if all those decembers lied
then my mother deceived me,
marred by what was frozen underneath my lashes
during the blizzard that marked your mistakes.

but, you've wasted your years
on my honey and moonshine,
and you'll waste your life
if you chase her new moon.
you can't tell me you're so broken
if what i'm feeling isn't healing
and my scars leak stale booze.

i made a very good salad.

i sauteed chopped portabella and tomato in a pan with olive oil, balsamic, pesto, and basil.
i mixed them with baby spinach, chopped fresh mozzarella, and i would have used sundried tomatoes if i'd had them.
i made a dressing of oil, balsamic, and basil.

it was really, really good.

i think i came across my favorite qwantz...

http://www.qwantz.com/archive/000362.html

indisputable.

graduating high school really isn't that huge of an accomplishment.
but, that's what i did today.

i meant to write something really beautiful, bittersweet and acoustic about love lost. i ended up writing this. i don't know. maybe i am a bad writer.

I fought the light that callous night
When you held my heartbeat thirty rooms away.
These walls spanned a mile; I grieved on Egyptian cotton;
I tied you to my feet and sank to the depths of the Nile.
The crocodiles offered their famous smiles;
I satiated their home with what dripped from my lashes,
And you were thirsty,
And I filled your cup.

Show us the five people you'd invite to a dinner party.

well, if i were to have a dinner party, i would obviously have to invite more than five people. i mean, come on. so, i'm going to make it twelve. i know it's a bit much, but i couldn't make up my mind at all.

^^they come as a package deal, i've decided.

^^if my mother would let him in the house.

the result? MOST AWKWARD AND EXPENSIVE AND TOTALLY AMAZING DINNER PARTY EVER!