Due to the distractions of last night, I ended up leaving all the groceries my mom gave me in the trunk of "the rental." I only realized it when I got hungry, around 2 pm. Man, that was stupid. Leftovers, veggies, and frozen chicken... now warm slimy chicken breasts. I was a little apprehensive about eating the leftovers, but I waited until 5 pm and I couldn't get myself to make anything, so I nuked it (chicken curry) for 6+ minutes to kill any bacteria. I also boiled the chicken breasts for 30 minutes. Now I have to find a recipie that uses cooked chicken. I hope it's safe. I don't feel like a salmonella attack. I guess if I survived the unsanitary food prep methods of my rooommates, I'll be in the clear. Who cuts cheese on a cutting board soaking with raw chicken juice and chicken fat? It must have been a bacterium's dream come true.
It seems like the summer is going to end soon. People are moving home, like Regfoo among others. Leases are expiring, people are bored, and it's not even that sunny anymore between the cloudiness and the thunderstorms. Still, it's not quite half over. I've got to live it up a little bit, but then again, I still have to make some cash flow and take the MCAT. Damn. Financial aid is coming to the rescue late September. Damn George Bush for reducing the Pell Grant.
It was like a breath of fresh air going to Liwanag today. I've been feeling stale lately, and nothing was breaking me out of it. Even when I did have fun, it wasn't for long. It's been a while since I've been able to just sit and talk with people about life. After the meeting we played a few rounds of mafia and I was mafia again. That makes it a 1 in 1000 chance that I could have been murderer/mafia for 6 rounds in a row. Who would have thought? It got to the point where anything I did was suspect. If I was quiet, I was mafia. If I was loud, I was mafia. If I was inconsistent, I was mafia. Damn it. Finally I got a chance to be a citizen again and actually won. Booyah!
We tried to convince everyone to play murderers, but Dee and Em chickened out, so everyone started leaving, but we ended up getting boba. I treated some people since I had a nice happy wallet (sometimes it pays to go home). If I wasn't in debt so much, I'd treat more often. Perhaps a job would help... Afterwards I dropped by 25A Parkwatts to pick up some stuff including my camera. I haven't used it since June or something. It's about due for some shooting.
It seems like the summer is going to end soon. People are moving home, like Regfoo among others. Leases are expiring, people are bored, and it's not even that sunny anymore between the cloudiness and the thunderstorms. Still, it's not quite half over. I've got to live it up a little bit, but then again, I still have to make some cash flow and take the MCAT. Damn. Financial aid is coming to the rescue late September. Damn George Bush for reducing the Pell Grant.
It was like a breath of fresh air going to Liwanag today. I've been feeling stale lately, and nothing was breaking me out of it. Even when I did have fun, it wasn't for long. It's been a while since I've been able to just sit and talk with people about life. After the meeting we played a few rounds of mafia and I was mafia again. That makes it a 1 in 1000 chance that I could have been murderer/mafia for 6 rounds in a row. Who would have thought? It got to the point where anything I did was suspect. If I was quiet, I was mafia. If I was loud, I was mafia. If I was inconsistent, I was mafia. Damn it. Finally I got a chance to be a citizen again and actually won. Booyah!
We tried to convince everyone to play murderers, but Dee and Em chickened out, so everyone started leaving, but we ended up getting boba. I treated some people since I had a nice happy wallet (sometimes it pays to go home). If I wasn't in debt so much, I'd treat more often. Perhaps a job would help... Afterwards I dropped by 25A Parkwatts to pick up some stuff including my camera. I haven't used it since June or something. It's about due for some shooting.
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