Hummous for all!

As I'm sure you're aware, the mood as of late has been quite... sorrowful and 'deep'. Well, I'm all for deepness and introspection and whatnot. But, like all 'umans, I need a scoop of happy with my icecream!

So, today I thought I'd make a recipe for something which we all know and love (unless you are eeevil and strange! If so, get outa here, punk!).

We're making...

Hummous!
Though, you should have guessed it by the title, silly!

So! I say, let's get started! I'm going to start making my hummous as soon as I publish this wee post.

You can follow me, though! At each stage I'm going to be taking a picture for you to see.

The recipe I'm using is this one.

The music to have playing in the background when this post is fully completed is this wonderful song. If you want, you can play this instead (you may want to play this one through first to grasp its craziness!). If you don't have it playing in the background, we can't have our scoop of happy with our icecream! Nuuu!

Okay! See you in a few minutes!

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UPDATE!

Let's get started, then. :]

Firstly, I gathered all my ingredients, a chopping board, a hand blender and a knife.

Upon washing the chickpeas, I found a little green one. Suffice it to say, he wasn't allowed in. ;)

So, I got all of my hummus ingredients together in my dip-making bowl!

To start with, it did NOT look tasty!

But then, of course, it started to work! YUM!

But within a minute or two of blending, I had myself some nice hummous!

I wasn't too sure of the taste, so I added a touch more lemon and another clove of garlic to the stuff. Then I plopped it into this here bowl to make it look all pretty. :]

How easy was that! I even made myself some nice carrot sticks to go with it.

Do it yourself! It's *really* easy!

Dun dun duuuun!

This post is a direct bounce-back from a previous one I wrote. I seriously suggest you read that one *first* before you read this one. Okay? Great.

Hello!

So, with the knowledge that you've read the last post, let's get stuck into this whole shocker that my mind just gave me.

Let me start off with this; a little bit of a frame for you to hang all of this, if you will. I happen to be one of those people that are just a bit... different. I don't know why. Perhaps it's because I'm left-handed or Gay or was the third boy birthed from my mother -- again, I don't know.

But I'm definitely not like the other kids.



So, anyway, today I went for a couple of bike rides and really started to get myself moving in this beautiful (and no doubt fleeting) weather we're currently having in Englandshire. Strangely (or perhaps not), I exercise more when it's coupled with a tang of guilt. Well, perhaps more than guilt. Any stingy, swirly, negative emotion, really.

Though I've been reluctant to really recognise it, I've been feeling... odd. And not general Matt-odd. Like, mood-swing odd. Bad odd. I hadn't been able to put my finger on it until only a few minutes ago -- perhaps an hour ago by now -- why. With all the stuff that's been going on with my mind remembering people from the past, I guess it was bound to happen.

"What's bound to happen? What?"

Like so many of us humans, I glossed over the fact that while my mind was dredging up old friendships and whatnot, emotional stuff was also being churned out simultaneously. I, of course, happened to forget this. So out came all of this emotional stuff that I was so determined to ignore. A natural extension of that, then, was to push it all back down to the emotional depths I had last stuffed it all. It just wasn't working this time. Not one bit.

What happened next, though, really made me stop.

So there I was, on my Tweetdeck, listening to a bit of Lily Allen on the 'tube (that's YouTube, not The Underground). I checked my @replies; for those of you who don't know, @replies are short 'updates' directed at someone in particular: "@Burnt_feet You're an awesome kid!". What did I see? That certain Floridian (seriously, what's the word for a person that lives in Florida?!) had sent me a message.

BAM. All of these odder-than-odd feelings rolled in.

I was getting reeeal tired of all of this all by now. Lily wasn't working. Friends re-runs weren't working. I was so fed up with these mood swings and random emotion splurges that I stopped and squarely asked myself, in my head:

"Why does this guy make me feel like this?"

You won't believe what echoed back. Well, maybe you will. Regardless: psychologists, psychotherapists and psychiatrists, get your pens poised!

"Because he embodies everything you think you'll never be. Everything you wish you were."

Sh*t.