My memory fades
There is NO food in my house. If I don’t make it to the grocery store tonight I think I’m going to have to resort to eating my spice rack. I’ve been really busy and I’ve been eating out a little more than I probably should lately. This is bad and has allowed my food supply to dwindle to where it is now but hopefully this situation will be alleviated in the very near future.
Today for lunch at work I ate my last yogurt and a small ziplock tub of baby carrots.
…and fun-size butterfinger from the left-over Halloween chocolate.
Super-healthy.
I have this craving for some shepherd’s pie today, as well. I want some mashed potatoes layered with ground beef, peas and then another layer of potatoes, baked and eaten with ketchup. I think I’ll buy the ingredients tonight and try my hand at putting it together sometime tomorrow. Although I a) have no idea where this craving came from and b) I haven’t eaten this dish since I’ve become a vegetarian, so using the veggie-crumble ground beef substitute will hopefully not make it turn out shotty.
I wonder how you can wake up sometimes with a song in your head that you haven’t heard in forever. It wasn’t sparked by a conversation with a friend or anything random like that. You didn’t hear it on the radio. It wasn’t in some subliminal background noise, like if the guy you rode in the elevator with this morning was humming it. It was none of that. You just woke up. You were dreaming and there was a song in that dream that you know by heart but you haven’t heard it in years. I really wonder what triggers things like that.
Like how did I randomly wake up this morning with a craving for shepherd’s pie?
I don’t think I’ve tasted that since at least before my parents got divorced in the 10th grade.
My memory is really crazy. I am 23 years-old but I swear that my memory has been on it’s way out the door for years. I’m destined to be a crazy old loon who can’t remember anything. I basically already can’t remember anything if I don’t write it down (thus my spiritual connection to my planner). But then I have crazy random memories like this where I can hear a song that reminds me of the group of people I used to hang out with in early high school, or how I can picture this shepherd’s pie so well right now I can almost taste it.
I wish there was some kind of vitamin I could take and it would make my memory all better. In the meantime, I’ll be dining on my paprika tonight.
Today for lunch at work I ate my last yogurt and a small ziplock tub of baby carrots.
…and fun-size butterfinger from the left-over Halloween chocolate.
Super-healthy.
I have this craving for some shepherd’s pie today, as well. I want some mashed potatoes layered with ground beef, peas and then another layer of potatoes, baked and eaten with ketchup. I think I’ll buy the ingredients tonight and try my hand at putting it together sometime tomorrow. Although I a) have no idea where this craving came from and b) I haven’t eaten this dish since I’ve become a vegetarian, so using the veggie-crumble ground beef substitute will hopefully not make it turn out shotty.
I wonder how you can wake up sometimes with a song in your head that you haven’t heard in forever. It wasn’t sparked by a conversation with a friend or anything random like that. You didn’t hear it on the radio. It wasn’t in some subliminal background noise, like if the guy you rode in the elevator with this morning was humming it. It was none of that. You just woke up. You were dreaming and there was a song in that dream that you know by heart but you haven’t heard it in years. I really wonder what triggers things like that.
Like how did I randomly wake up this morning with a craving for shepherd’s pie?
I don’t think I’ve tasted that since at least before my parents got divorced in the 10th grade.
My memory is really crazy. I am 23 years-old but I swear that my memory has been on it’s way out the door for years. I’m destined to be a crazy old loon who can’t remember anything. I basically already can’t remember anything if I don’t write it down (thus my spiritual connection to my planner). But then I have crazy random memories like this where I can hear a song that reminds me of the group of people I used to hang out with in early high school, or how I can picture this shepherd’s pie so well right now I can almost taste it.
I wish there was some kind of vitamin I could take and it would make my memory all better. In the meantime, I’ll be dining on my paprika tonight.