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We went to the aquarium today. I spent a lot of time with my ol' favourites the otters who were stuffing their faces with clams (and who, by the way, eat 11kg of food a day). I also hung out with the jellyfish and seahorses for a fair amount of the stay. Another freaking world under the sea. Can't beat it. Grabbed a packet of fries and dill lemon dip at Fritz's and left my friends early because I was starting to feel like a third wheel. I detest third wheel syndrome. All day long they were pawing at each other playfully, but it got to the point where all I wanted to scream was, "JUST GO AND HAVE SEX SO WE CAN BREAK THIS TENSION NOW!!!!!" There's not much a third wheel can do but nod dumbly back and forth while the other two continue with their little charade. Ha! The smiling is so forced and I wonder why I even bother doing it since nobody's looking anyway. There's nothing like a good packet of fries to make one feel all warm and bubbly inside. I made some Aloo Gobhi (potatoes and cauliflower bahji) and rice last evening so coming home early was even more enticing: warm food! Seeing as I had a huge loaf of fresh french bread this morning, it is not likely that I would ever survive on the Atkins' diet, leave alone any regular diet. I crave carbs wayyyyyy too much. I crave food wayyyyyy too much. Case in point... yesterday, even though low on money, I went to the market and bought a battard, marinated shitake mushrooms, boursin cracked pepper cream cheese and two mangosteens. This is does not qualify as the food of the poor in this yuppified city. Where women in black power outfits will gladly bid for bags of rice crackers as if they were participating in an auction. The mangosteens themselves were a frightening $1.75 each - expensive for a freaking fruit that can be eaten in three mouthfuls. One or two, if I'm feeling bold. One has to waste money to try new foods over here. I can't stand this necessity. I can't stand this necessity of needing money. And then I go and buy a ticket to see the Hidden Cameras. They quote themselves as singing "gay church music" and apparently have go-go dancers who perform on their stage. Why shouldn't I waste a little more of their money? I'd planned to see Arab Strap, but word has it that they're dull as picking toejam. I'm beat. And I still haven't done any of my homework. PS. Does anyone have any Chinese friends who are children of small-town Chinese restaurant owners? I'm trying to do a bit of research for a project. Thanks!
And I feel fine....... - 2004-02-23 |