On this day, one of the windiest days of rain I've experienced yet, I thought to myself, "Why? Why did I wear the pants that fall down with the shoes that leak with the socks that stop at my ankles?" I was all sorts of uncomfortable as I walked home from the bus stop. My toes hadn't been dry since the first five minutes of my waking day. There was a break in the rain, but the wind carried on.
Now i'm deliberating over what to cook. (Those of you who know me well can regain consciousness, pick yourselves up from where you've fallen over backwards on the floor, and fix any other effects your flabbergasted reactions may have had to your composure.)
Yes, that's right. I have been slowly and surely learning how to cook. My roommate Anna Pawsey has been patiently working with me on basics like rice, chicken, burgers, etc. It may sound like a small feat, but I have to admit i'm awfully proud of this new achievement. I can honestly say that I know how to cook chicken in a way that is edible, and even slightly enjoyable. I wouldn't have been able to say that before.
Tonight's meal, however, will not be a good example of my new-found abilities, as we will probably just make scrambled eggs.
Off I go to our tiny little microwave-less kitchen.
Wish me luck!
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