Am I blogging...or am I pitching my existence?
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Wednesday, January 07, 2004 The Pitch: It's Like Raiders of the Lost Ark meets 28 Days Later! More or less domestic bliss day, as I unloaded box after box after motherfucking box of books and put them on my bookshelves, and Edi did chores and also ventured into the world. I thought it might be kind of weird, waking up Wed. morning and neither of us knowing what we were going to be doing with the day but actually it was pretty cool. Slept in, read the paper, made breakfast...Yes, all would be well if not for the diet. The brain-killing, stomach attacking diet. I am glad I'm on it. I need to be on it. One of the signs that I need to be on it is the fact that even though i'm eating a decent amount of healthy food, I am hungrier than a brain-craving zombie, even on days like today where the most strenuous thing I did was lift a box of magazines. My stomach must have been so insanely enlarged (or else I am hysterically susceptible to sugestion) because I have been hungry, easily for the majority of the day. I was hungry when I started writing this post, not hungry by the time I started the paragraph and now I am hungry again. It's kinda odd making the jump to the diet just as I move in with Edi--particularly since the good ol' George Foreman grill, which I've wanted for years now, arrived just today. (As much as I love the old roomies at Paris, there was no way I was gonna share a Foreman Grill with them. It never would have been available and it never would have been clean.) After the delicious dinner Edi made, I was so excited by the GFG, I grilled some peppers for us to eat. I'm thinking of making salmon burgers tomorrow for lunch--it's a very exciting thing for me, since I'd like to be able to cook for us and this seems just the trick for someone with no cooking skills whatsoever. But, like I said, kind of odd (and also a bummer) since I can't grill some peanut butter and banana sandwiches, and really go to town on the Salmon and stuff. Or it would be a bummer if the last month or two of '03 hadn't been a calvacade of high eating for me. Believe me, if you had seen all the food I put away in just the last week of December, you wouldn't pity me a bit right now. Hell, I don't even pity me: I just have a stomach that makes a noise like an just-unclogged sink whenever I type the phrase "grilled peanut butter and banana sandwich." So, overall... a really cool day. But so very unlike any other Wednesday I've had in my entire life. But that's probably a good thing, right? posted by Jeff Lester | 8:51 PM | |
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