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08.27.03 - washedup wednesday |
 the joy of soy |
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do not substitute
this morning i got up and stood in front of the open refrigerator for what seemed like days.
i wasn't sure what i wanted. and the next thing i knew, there wasn't any time for breakfast anyway.
so i grabbed a sweet asian rice-cakey thing and a box of soy milk. i used to get this soy milk
from the asian grocery store. but the other day i saw that they sell cases of it at cost-co.
it tastes good, but not as good as i remember it being. that and each box sorta makes me feel ill.
but i now have a whole case of the stuff, so i'll probably drink it all anyway.
sidenote: if you ever see this stuff in melon flavor, try it, it's really good.
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taking forever |
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and they wonder why it drives me crazy?
at around 10:30 i found out that the work that needed to be done by friday actually needed to
be done tomorrow. this put me into stress mode as i had calculated and set aside
two days to get everything accomplished, but now only had one. i hate it when that happens.
usually i work better under pressure, but sometimes
it just makes things more difficult. today was one of those days. not only was i stressed, but
nothing was going as i planned. and the files were taking FOREVER to load. and since i was on
such a tight deadline i didn't really take a lunch, so no gym for me and no going to lunch either.
which sorta sucked, but at least i had brought leftover rosemary chicken and rice.
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 levigate not levitate |
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scratch that.
afterwork i headed to my new litho class. i still find it strange to be back in a class setting.
i also find it strangely soothing, it makes me feel less old and not so grown-up.
but the class still seems sorta strange.
i was hoping the studio area would be more... well just more.
but i suppose that was a naive idea as it is an art class
at an underfunded community college, and honestly it's probably already more than should be expected.
during class, bob (the teacher) wanted us to break into partners and i was determined not to.
but as i was preparing my litho stone, this girl named clair starting helping me out, and so
by default i suppose we are now partners. which i think is actually a good thing.
she seems pretty nice and she made fun of the accented question lady too.
the question lady is out of control. she repeats everything bob says only adding
a question mark to the end of it. example, bob says: "and that's how you prepare your stone."
two seconds later she says: "that's how you prepare the stone?"
i am glad clair rescued me, because for a minute or two,
i thought i might end up being the question lady's partner.
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