Here is my evening.
What am I eating?
Whole wheat linguini with red curry powder, a siagon sauce, and extra extra firm black pepper baked tofu. Yes, yum. While I was cooking I kept saying to myself outloud, "holy shit can you cook!" Roomate proceeded to stare at me for a moment and then asked if I ate some of he and his girlfriends pasta sauce, I replied, "probably," and then gave him a jar of my pasta sauce to make up for it. Mine was generic, his was not. Serves him right, not putting his name on his shit....How am I gonna know whose is whose when there is 3 jars of it in the fridge and his jar is sooooooooo obviously on the left side of the fridge? (we seperate everything left and right (bathroom and kitchen cupboards, fridge, liquor cabinet.)
This was edited to say that I, now, at 4am, have decided to also eat a tofutti frozen "fudge"sicle...and now I am in 4am fat ass bliss
and man oh man...I am no Kate Moss....not by far, but holy hell is he fat. I should have eaten all his food and saved him the trouble of getting pudgier. I'm a bitch...but he is so obviously unhealthily robust.
Oh...have I mentioned that in addition to the two roomates who can't keep their food on the correct side of the fridge that I have another roomate with whom I couldn't be happier?
Annnndddddd, last but not least.... Whoa; a zillion years ago, look how little he looks! Black hair, no tattoos....what a darling little dandelion (to his credit, he seems to be having a pretty serious discussion with someone...so he isn't just an endlessly gorgeous face, he has a brain too!):
What am I reading?
Some biography about Mary Bell... And holy shit is that fucked up.
What am I drinking?
Water and diet vanilla coke.
Wearing?
some jammies...to be honest, a Ratt t-shirt.
Listening to?
Vincent Gallo, for some reason... Now that I realized this I have switched and am listening to Leonard Cohen.
Thinking about?
I am wondering if I should take some Ibuprofin for the wierd pains I always get in my legs and arms...I am trying to decide if it is worth going to the kitchen. I'm pretty sure I'm in enough pain that I won't be able to sleep, so eventually I will pop a few 'profins. Wonder what my deal is...?
Forgot to?
Paint my nails.
and...my mouth is burning like hell from the curry powder.
What am I eating?
Whole wheat linguini with red curry powder, a siagon sauce, and extra extra firm black pepper baked tofu. Yes, yum. While I was cooking I kept saying to myself outloud, "holy shit can you cook!" Roomate proceeded to stare at me for a moment and then asked if I ate some of he and his girlfriends pasta sauce, I replied, "probably," and then gave him a jar of my pasta sauce to make up for it. Mine was generic, his was not. Serves him right, not putting his name on his shit....How am I gonna know whose is whose when there is 3 jars of it in the fridge and his jar is sooooooooo obviously on the left side of the fridge? (we seperate everything left and right (bathroom and kitchen cupboards, fridge, liquor cabinet.)
This was edited to say that I, now, at 4am, have decided to also eat a tofutti frozen "fudge"sicle...and now I am in 4am fat ass bliss
and man oh man...I am no Kate Moss....not by far, but holy hell is he fat. I should have eaten all his food and saved him the trouble of getting pudgier. I'm a bitch...but he is so obviously unhealthily robust.
Oh...have I mentioned that in addition to the two roomates who can't keep their food on the correct side of the fridge that I have another roomate with whom I couldn't be happier?
Annnndddddd, last but not least.... Whoa; a zillion years ago, look how little he looks! Black hair, no tattoos....what a darling little dandelion (to his credit, he seems to be having a pretty serious discussion with someone...so he isn't just an endlessly gorgeous face, he has a brain too!):
What am I reading?
Some biography about Mary Bell... And holy shit is that fucked up.
What am I drinking?
Water and diet vanilla coke.
Wearing?
some jammies...to be honest, a Ratt t-shirt.
Listening to?
Vincent Gallo, for some reason... Now that I realized this I have switched and am listening to Leonard Cohen.
Thinking about?
I am wondering if I should take some Ibuprofin for the wierd pains I always get in my legs and arms...I am trying to decide if it is worth going to the kitchen. I'm pretty sure I'm in enough pain that I won't be able to sleep, so eventually I will pop a few 'profins. Wonder what my deal is...?
Forgot to?
Paint my nails.
and...my mouth is burning like hell from the curry powder.
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do you sell your clothes online?
[Edited on Jun 23, 2005 5:16PM]