1. Either I just identified Taylor Swift's bassline coming from a car extreeemely far from my window, or I'm having radio-induced hallucinations.
2. Today I sort of decided what I'm going to do with my degree-- teach English as a second language, with a minor in art-- which explains why I'm not studying for Tomorrow'S Problematic and Terrifying Social Problem TeSt (Presently).
3. My calorie intake for the day would probably be shocking, um, if I had not consumed about a day's worth of calories in sugary/colored/caffinated/beverages. So, without further delay,
here are the Things I Ate Today:
-Cheesy fiesta potatoes (with hot sauce today!)
-Cheese quesadilla
-Half a small jar of hot salsa (with accomodating Scoops chips)
Things I drank today:
-1 regular coffee
-2 medium cups of Baja Blast
-1 strawberry Milk Chug
-2 cups (3 packets) or hot chocolate
-Leftovers of whatever drink Lauren left in my room (interesting flavor!)
It was a good day for eating and drinking.
30 September 2009
29 September 2009
Things I Ate Today
Today for breakfast after I rolled out of bed at 12:30, I ate an adorable little package of sliced apples and peanut butter.
After Social Problems, I ate two bananas. Then, I went to buy groceries and got a ten dollar discount, as per tweet, from the same guy who I mentioned last week with the dates and Vitamin Water. Rockin! I ate an entire container of vegetarian cucumber (sushi-y)rolls, yum, in celebration. Other things I ate today:
-A bottle of Vitamin Water in some great, unusual flavor- peach mandarin or something?
-Odwalla juice (superfood)
-2 huge, juicy nectarines
-A taste of some new hommus, but with Scoops chips instead of pita bread??
-A box of Keebler Chocolate Lover's cookies, except for the ones I shared with Cody and Ryan at our cookie party.I also shared one with Jon.
-About the same percentage of a skim Milk Chug
-An incredible sample of some zucchini bread that Ryan's mom made him. I. Love. Zucchini bread.
It's been a very good day for eating!
28 September 2009
Things I Ate Today
I feel a freshman fifteen coming on...
Today for breakfast in bed around 10:30, I ate the remaning 3/4 pint of that Karamel Sutra icecream, which was still amazingly delicious; I'd only intended to eat a serving of it!
Before gospel choir, I ate three bananas. (Gospel choir is from 5:30-7:30 pm.) I also drank a bottle of water.
After gospel choir, I ate two cookies; two pieces of cheese pizza; one medium or large cup of rootbeer. Yumm!
For a snack, I ate somebody else's leftover reduced fat Cheese Nips. So much better than you might expect.
For dinner around 2am, I drank a double upgrade hot chocolate with a package of Turtles. Cody also gave me an astonishingly astonishing piece of his white chocolate chip cookie dipped in deluxe hot chocolate (his included dairy and flavoured creamour).
It was a very good day for eating!
Today for breakfast in bed around 10:30, I ate the remaning 3/4 pint of that Karamel Sutra icecream, which was still amazingly delicious; I'd only intended to eat a serving of it!
Before gospel choir, I ate three bananas. (Gospel choir is from 5:30-7:30 pm.) I also drank a bottle of water.
After gospel choir, I ate two cookies; two pieces of cheese pizza; one medium or large cup of rootbeer. Yumm!
For a snack, I ate somebody else's leftover reduced fat Cheese Nips. So much better than you might expect.
For dinner around 2am, I drank a double upgrade hot chocolate with a package of Turtles. Cody also gave me an astonishingly astonishing piece of his white chocolate chip cookie dipped in deluxe hot chocolate (his included dairy and flavoured creamour).
It was a very good day for eating!
27 September 2009
Things I Ate Today
Today, I ate a lot more home foods: salad, bread, spaghetti, butternut squash with stuff on it so it might taste less disgusting, potato with chives and sour cream, apples from the back yard, a doughnut from Jubilee... etc.
When I got back to school, Sebastian and I bought grocery-type foods from Rosie's store: Stouffer's vegetarian lasagne, miniature orange bundt cake, Ben & Jerry's ice cream... and boy am I thirsy!
Karamel Sutra: the best flavor to date.
When I got back to school, Sebastian and I bought grocery-type foods from Rosie's store: Stouffer's vegetarian lasagne, miniature orange bundt cake, Ben & Jerry's ice cream... and boy am I thirsy!
Karamel Sutra: the best flavor to date.
26 September 2009
Things I Ate Today
Today, I think I spent 8 or 9 hours on the COUCH, watching TELEVISION, eating my MOM'S FOOD. It was amazing. So I didn't eat a lot of things, but I did eat a lot of the few things I ate.
Things I Ate Today:
-Hamburger bun
-Cheese ravioli xxcore
-Garlic bread xxcore
-Squash custard (which is essentially pumpkin pie without the crust) xcore
-A glass of milk
It's been a good day for eating! I sure would like some orange juice, though.
P.S. On facebook, there's a group called "Hate." There's a post on said group called "Things I Hate Today." :)
Things I Ate Today:
-Hamburger bun
-Cheese ravioli xxcore
-Garlic bread xxcore
-Squash custard (which is essentially pumpkin pie without the crust) xcore
-A glass of milk
It's been a good day for eating! I sure would like some orange juice, though.
P.S. On facebook, there's a group called "Hate." There's a post on said group called "Things I Hate Today." :)
25 September 2009
Things I Ate Today
You know that cliche, "Maybe it's only a cliche because it's true?" Well, that cliche is what I think about this cliche: "Dog: Man's best friend." Because my last five or so tweets were about my dog Sam, I think I'll force some of my thoughts about Sam onto ye proverbial blog readers.
From the time I found out that you could wish on dandilions and stars and birthday candles, I always wished for a dog. A sister was pretty high on my list too, but I really didn't want anything more than a dog. They're so great! Why wouldn't you want one? And I'll never forget how excited I was to see that crazy little liverspotted dalmation with (presumably) bloodthirsty red eyes* run towards me across the lawn of our old house. It was probably the first and last time to date that I wished on something enough for it to just suddenly come true. Sure, Sam has earned her share of complaints from the neighbors, and she made my parents furious by chewing up expensive stuff and peeing all over the carpet. Most of my friends, relatives and acquaintances hate her because she's always barking at them. But really, the truth is that Sam is protective. The truth is that she's the best dog ever!
When other people talk about their dogs, it's just like "come on. Give it a rest. Your dog is a dog." But I really almost view Sam as my sister, and I really sincerely view her as a reflection and a part of myself. Animals have such pure spirits, and there are times when I swear looking into Sam's eyes is like looking into the eyes of God. Maybe I'm psychopathic, but still. She's one of my very favorite people and one of my dearest companions. Whose shoulder do you think I've cried on all these years? Who do I miss when I'm away from home?
And now that Sam has a huge tumor in her bladder, I have to face a fact that I've honestly spent years dreading and fearing and avoiding: she has to die eventually. This week she spent a couple days and nights at the animal hospital because her bladder filled up waaaay more than it ever should and couldn't drain. From here on out the only way for her to even be alive is to have this little plastic tube draining out of it, and even that won't last very long. It's really horrible not to know how much longer we have with Sam, especially because she's acting like she always does-- she just wants to be petted and maybe go for a walk and eat your leftovers. And tonight, while we all sat in the living room and watched a movie, my mom fed her brownies and petted her and gave her all this special treatment. It was so incredibly depressing because this is it. This is pretty much all the time we have left with someone who's been a member of our family since I was in first grade. I took Sam for a walk at 11:00 pm, and it reminded me of the last hour of Donnie Darko's life. An SUV full of teenagers drove past us and parked at the house where Sam scared a little kid once. I could practically hear the kids in the SUV laughing about the crazy dalmation and the crazy girl walking it in the middle of the night. As if they have any idea!
My parents keep giving me all these different ideas of when they might put Sam to sleep, and it's horrible. I've heard today, Monday or Tuesday, next weekend, in a few months... it could be any time. Although mom insists that I'm wrong, it seems like dad just wants to get the whole thing over with and put Sam to sleep as soon as soon as possible. Mom's concerned about the cost of caring for Sam because it's logistically crazy at this point. But all I want is to keep my puppydog. It's sort of like a Power of the Pen story that could win honorable mention.
On that note!
Things I ate Today:
-Another salad like I ate yesterday, but without the croutons because they were soggy
-3 Hamburger buns
-Mysterious casserole that mom made earlier this week (cornbread, beans, cheese...)
-Squash
-Cole Slaw
-1/3 pan of brownies
*Just kidding. Her eyes are hazelish brown.
From the time I found out that you could wish on dandilions and stars and birthday candles, I always wished for a dog. A sister was pretty high on my list too, but I really didn't want anything more than a dog. They're so great! Why wouldn't you want one? And I'll never forget how excited I was to see that crazy little liverspotted dalmation with (presumably) bloodthirsty red eyes* run towards me across the lawn of our old house. It was probably the first and last time to date that I wished on something enough for it to just suddenly come true. Sure, Sam has earned her share of complaints from the neighbors, and she made my parents furious by chewing up expensive stuff and peeing all over the carpet. Most of my friends, relatives and acquaintances hate her because she's always barking at them. But really, the truth is that Sam is protective. The truth is that she's the best dog ever!
When other people talk about their dogs, it's just like "come on. Give it a rest. Your dog is a dog." But I really almost view Sam as my sister, and I really sincerely view her as a reflection and a part of myself. Animals have such pure spirits, and there are times when I swear looking into Sam's eyes is like looking into the eyes of God. Maybe I'm psychopathic, but still. She's one of my very favorite people and one of my dearest companions. Whose shoulder do you think I've cried on all these years? Who do I miss when I'm away from home?
And now that Sam has a huge tumor in her bladder, I have to face a fact that I've honestly spent years dreading and fearing and avoiding: she has to die eventually. This week she spent a couple days and nights at the animal hospital because her bladder filled up waaaay more than it ever should and couldn't drain. From here on out the only way for her to even be alive is to have this little plastic tube draining out of it, and even that won't last very long. It's really horrible not to know how much longer we have with Sam, especially because she's acting like she always does-- she just wants to be petted and maybe go for a walk and eat your leftovers. And tonight, while we all sat in the living room and watched a movie, my mom fed her brownies and petted her and gave her all this special treatment. It was so incredibly depressing because this is it. This is pretty much all the time we have left with someone who's been a member of our family since I was in first grade. I took Sam for a walk at 11:00 pm, and it reminded me of the last hour of Donnie Darko's life. An SUV full of teenagers drove past us and parked at the house where Sam scared a little kid once. I could practically hear the kids in the SUV laughing about the crazy dalmation and the crazy girl walking it in the middle of the night. As if they have any idea!
My parents keep giving me all these different ideas of when they might put Sam to sleep, and it's horrible. I've heard today, Monday or Tuesday, next weekend, in a few months... it could be any time. Although mom insists that I'm wrong, it seems like dad just wants to get the whole thing over with and put Sam to sleep as soon as soon as possible. Mom's concerned about the cost of caring for Sam because it's logistically crazy at this point. But all I want is to keep my puppydog. It's sort of like a Power of the Pen story that could win honorable mention.
On that note!
Things I ate Today:
-Another salad like I ate yesterday, but without the croutons because they were soggy
-3 Hamburger buns
-Mysterious casserole that mom made earlier this week (cornbread, beans, cheese...)
-Squash
-Cole Slaw
-1/3 pan of brownies
*Just kidding. Her eyes are hazelish brown.
24 September 2009
Things : I :: Ate : Today
Things I Ate Today:
-Another Odwalla bar, of the same flavor (protein)
-A small "salad" with cheese and croutons,* combined with tabouli. So delicious!
-A caramel apple. OMG YUM. Have you eaten one of these within the last five years? No? Well maybe you should reconsider. Aside from the dialectical disaster dat is pronouncing "car(a)mel," the caramel apple may just be a Perfect Food. Who knew?
-A few stupid crumbles of corn chip
-A slice of the freshest cheese pizza ever, with a breadstick and marinara sauce
-A pint of Ben & Jerry's cake batter ice cream
Good food : Bad day :: Yellow Leaves : Cold breeze
So yes, certainly, it was another good day for eating.
*I don't even eat croutons!
p.s. I don't know how you're supposed to use colons in those analogies, so just pretend.
-Another Odwalla bar, of the same flavor (protein)
-A small "salad" with cheese and croutons,* combined with tabouli. So delicious!
-A caramel apple. OMG YUM. Have you eaten one of these within the last five years? No? Well maybe you should reconsider. Aside from the dialectical disaster dat is pronouncing "car(a)mel," the caramel apple may just be a Perfect Food. Who knew?
-A few stupid crumbles of corn chip
-A slice of the freshest cheese pizza ever, with a breadstick and marinara sauce
-A pint of Ben & Jerry's cake batter ice cream
Good food : Bad day :: Yellow Leaves : Cold breeze
So yes, certainly, it was another good day for eating.
*I don't even eat croutons!
p.s. I don't know how you're supposed to use colons in those analogies, so just pretend.
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