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Month: August 2011

  • Today was Hot Dog day at work!  I had a hot dog and a pop and chips!  The pop was Fanta!

    There was still poo at the bus stop this morning.  It’s disintigrating or melting or something.  I don’t know the life cycle of poo.  It is sitting just outside of the the bus-waiting hut so I hung out inside the hut with the chatty ladies.  One of the chatty ladies shoved-a-bum so that I could sit on the bench.  She did not, however, engage me in chat, and that was OK.  I just wanted there to be some division between me and the poo.

    I’ve just made apple crisp.  I’ll call it apple “crisp” because that sounds more appealing and gourmet than what it really is, which is apple oatmeal.  “Crisp” makes it sound like something one might have for dessert at dinner time, or in the evening.  As it is evening now, I should be having a dessert, not breakfast. But oh my good ness.  I have added cinnamon and raisins and it looks so tasty.  I will add vanilla soy milk it shall be enjoyable.  I’m letting it cool because I don’t like hot hot oatmeal.  When I make it in the mornings (which is the proper time for oatmeal and when I usually eat it) I let it cool a great deal before eating it.  Warmish, maybe even cool depending on how long it has sat and how much milk I add.  I have to eat it with a small spoon or else I dribble down my chin and that’s not something grownups should do.  I seem to have a lot of rules when it comes to oatmeal.  They’re more just habits– I happen to know the best way to eat oatmeal.  And that’s all there is to it.

    The apple in my apple crisp is from my dad’s tree.

    Last week I made real crisp out of rhubarb and apples from my dad’s garden.  It was real crisp: I consulted a recipe that was labeled “some sort of crisp” and Baked said crisp in the Oven.  It was even actually crispy on top.  I had to buy some coolwhip for the top.  Mmm.  Summertime.

  • I wasn’t able to check if there was still poo at the bus stop this morning as I has to jog to make it in time to get on the bus. I may have been a little late leaving my apartment. This may or may not have been because I spent a few minutes standing in front of my closet trying to decide if I needed a sweater. I chose not, but I’m still don’t know if this was the right decision. It’s sunny now but it was chilly this morning. The jogging warmed me up a bit.

    I am in the lunch room at work. There are three little tables with chairs, and an eating bar up by the window and there’s sun shining in. Of course, I am on the couch. I have tea cooling. It’s my lunch break, by the way. Only I ate my lunch at breaktime this morning, so I’ve just come to rest. Really I should have gone for a walk or something, but I didn’t really want to.

    This entry would have been longer but I got to chatting.

  • There was poo at the bus stop this morning. Right where I usually stand. It was definately poo, a big smear of it, as there was a whiff of poo smell on the breeze. Good start to my Monday.

    I’m counting down the weeks until I get holiday time. It’s at the beginning of October; or three four-day weeks, a five day week, and then another four day weeks, the a two-week break. Holiday time is important to think about on a Monday morning, especially when there was poo at the bus stop.

    This has been my summer: work, laze, sleep, repeat. With a little bit of sunshine here and there. Good summer. Lethargy is addictive, though, so I’m glad I’ll be able to go back to dance soon. I shall force my self to go move. My body will say “blaaaarg!” But my mind is stubborn and will make me go anyway.

    I meant to use my holiday time to visit SE Asia on a grand trip along the lines of my England trip last year. In the research I did in January, however, I decided I would rather go to China, for which I need more money, so then was planning for a CHINA 2012 trip. But now I will probably be going to Spain in February instead, and China will have to wait. In the meantime, I have two blank weeks of holiday coming up very shortly and I am looking forward to them.