Nov. 19th, 2006

It's a Sunday (last day of freedom), I have very little money, and my apartment bedroom is a disaster area. If one's living space is indicative of one's mental space, I am a total spazoid. So it's time for The Return of Cleanstravaganza! (Again) )

Sometime I wonder why you keep reading. But I love you for it.
I've been kind of promising myself all day that if I finished everything on the Cleanstravaganza Hit Parade, I'd go out for sushi. The only thing remaining on the list is the stuff from the bedroom piles that is currently on my bed, so I consider myself mostly finished.

But it's cold and rainy out, and the sushi place seems very far away. Also, Sean decided to stay in, so I would not have any companionship, which means they would stick me in the place for single diners, and with my luck there would be a family sitting across the train from me and their children would stare and whisper, not realizing that I understand what they're saying. And that's not restful.

I don't really know what to do. There isn't much food in my house that I want to eat, and the lure of pizza is strong. But pizza is bad (partly because of the carbs, but mostly because I had pizza last night ^_^). All the other food choices involve me going out into the rain, and that is bad.

Why can't a burger just fly into my apartment? With some sushi on the side?

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