Eggs and Allison
My week has been jam-packed with friends. Really. I'm ready to keel over from the amount of friendship jammed into my large brain. I am very melancholy this week, as I've already begun thinking of ... school. I really, really, hate it. So much, in fact, that I had nightmares about it last night. I dreamt that 1. I received a terrible grade 2. I bombed auditions and 3. I was late on the first day. All in one night, ladies and gentlemen. Also, while chatting with Robbie yesterday, he mentioned his first day of college. I was ready to scream in anguish. "WHYWHYWHYWHYWHY!!!!????" I seem like the typical whiny teenager, but I'm not, I assure you. I am Liz. This week several rooms in my home were painted and I learned how to make eggs over easy. They are probably the perfect meal. I lathered the pan with drizzling butter, cracked the eggs over the pan, letting them soak in the sweet-smelling salty liquid, and lightly salted. I then flipped them into my plate and enjoyed an entirely delicious meal. That MADE my morning. Also, Allison is coming over today, which I'm sure will cheer me up. I hope to eat saganaki and possibly rent a movie. It shall be wonderful. She's always a delight to have over, and we both share a love of emo boys, music, and of course ... random humor.