so it's not depressing that derek left today. maybe i can just slob out while having the house to myself and then whip things into shape the day before he gets back. he'll never know that i didn't even rinse off my plate tonight. wait a second... i suppose he'll know if he reads this, won't he? in that case, i'm being a good little housey-frau and playing nice with all the cleaning supplies. yeah that's right! i'm having an affair with mr. clean in derek's absence! OOH LA LA.
did that sound convincing enough?
what i did do with my evening was have a snackathon. there was no diet soda involved - which would be my usual "pigging out" m.o. - and i had at least seven colors of food before realizing my living room looks like it was attacked by a homeless bulimic drug lord. did i really need a new spoon for each thing? how fancy of me. most people just stand in front of an open fridge with a single utensil but i went whole hog (pardon the pun) and dragged food out all over the house.
what i nibbled on tonight:
honey cashews
a cherry pop tart
spinach salad
an avocado
vanilla tea biscuits
fresh mozzerella
green onions
turkey slices
raisins
reese's pieces
woolly purple dinosaurs
a victorian sofa
the seattle phone book
my own leg
mothra
okay, so maybe i never ate my own leg. how would i walk to work tomorrow with only one leg? it's not like we have a collection of fake limbs in our closet, no matter how much i enjoy my copy of "i like you" that's under the dishes right now. uhhh, i mean, uhhhh, the book that's on the perfectly straightened coffee table in my very sanitized home. it's like we've got fairies and stepfords cleaning up around here, i tell you! our house is a very very very fine house. spotless, beautiful, immaculate at all times.
just wondering if derek was still reading.
food i used to hate that i quite strangely crave this week:
RAMEN NOODLES!!!
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could i really complain that much considering i left all of dishes from dinner in the sink the night before i left town?
;)
derek
...and some more dishes on the stove. for now i'm going to blame all of the dishes on you, just to be on the safe side.
you just signed your name to a note that was labelled with your name at the top. has all that flying gotten to you?
i just didn't want anyone taking credit for my thoughts... like anyone would...
derek
i love ramen noodles, still, even after california. but i can not eat them without feeling poor and 19 again. i put them on a plate now instead of those big cups we used to eat them out of.
oh, the parade of ramen in san diego! yikes. i let it deter me for waaaay too long. oooh, and the chicken kind tastes great with a corn salsa on top. nummy.
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