Oh and I go over to my parents several times a week for dinner. That will keep up until they change the locks.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
cycles of hunger
Life has interesting cycles. For example, my cooking habits have cycled. In junior high I was all about cooking and I actually cooked quite a bit. Some in High School. Then I got to college. For the first year I held my own. Mostly easy to make boxed meals. But I ate. Then I moved home for the summer. I found myself totally reverting to being completely useless and dependent. It was pretty crazy. I made my way through the rest of college and actually ate pretty well with homemade food and lots of leftovers. Then I moved home again and reverted again. There is just something about mom making you dinner. Now I have moved out and have yet to fix a real meal. I have lived here almost a month. I eat lots of cereal and granola bars. Occasionally I make an omelet or have chips and salsa. On really crazy days I have a quesadilla. And until my yogurt supply dried up, I was eating lots of yogurt. Now all that is in my fridge is cheese and milk. It is going really well. Any ideas of how long this cycle is going to last?
Monday, May 12, 2008
Sunday, May 04, 2008
six things
1. Yesterday I moved in. I don't have internet access because apparently the 4 neighbors that have wireless do not like to share. I don't think they passed Kindergarten. I remember sharing and cutting being very important parts of the curriculum in Kindergarten.
2. One of my neighbors came by with her dog to say hi. She told me that all the cars get broken into in our neighborhood. That stinks. Maybe they will just take my whole car so that I will have an excuse to get a new one. I almost killed my car yesterday. Apparently cars need oil. Weird.
3. I refuse to turn my heater on because summer is coming, dangit. So, I absolutely froze while sleeping before/after work last night. I might reconsider the heater thing tonight. If I am really cold. And feel like a human popsicle. Or, maybe if I can see my breath.
4. I have 1 fork, 1 spoon and 3 knives. If you come to visit and expect to eat we either have to take turns or not use proper flatware. Oh, and I don't have any plates. But I do have a lid to a casserole dish that I used to eat my burrito yesterday. I am high class.
5. My dad doorbell ditched yesterday. I wasn't home. He left a couch on my porch. An upholstered couch. It stayed there until after I got home from church today and my brother could help me move it inside. I am officially white trash. So much for making friends in my new place.
6. Pictures to come. Will represent the current state of my condo.
2. One of my neighbors came by with her dog to say hi. She told me that all the cars get broken into in our neighborhood. That stinks. Maybe they will just take my whole car so that I will have an excuse to get a new one. I almost killed my car yesterday. Apparently cars need oil. Weird.
3. I refuse to turn my heater on because summer is coming, dangit. So, I absolutely froze while sleeping before/after work last night. I might reconsider the heater thing tonight. If I am really cold. And feel like a human popsicle. Or, maybe if I can see my breath.
4. I have 1 fork, 1 spoon and 3 knives. If you come to visit and expect to eat we either have to take turns or not use proper flatware. Oh, and I don't have any plates. But I do have a lid to a casserole dish that I used to eat my burrito yesterday. I am high class.
5. My dad doorbell ditched yesterday. I wasn't home. He left a couch on my porch. An upholstered couch. It stayed there until after I got home from church today and my brother could help me move it inside. I am officially white trash. So much for making friends in my new place.
6. Pictures to come. Will represent the current state of my condo.
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