Monday, September 12, 2005

Weekend Roundup:
-omega-3 eggs w/ award-winning tomato, parmesean, fresh cilantro, salsa
-coffee
-1/2 panini sandwich, i think pesto, chicken, mozzarella, lettuce
-korean bbq! thickly sliced marinated ribless beef cooked on the table i was sitting at. eaten w/ kim chee, sweet pickled radish, sesame green beans, peanuty bbq sauce, edamame. fabulous girlfriend had marinated pork, which was better than my beef. i am not a huge fan of fatty beef, which is what mine turned out to be. a pretty amazing experience overall, however. i like eating directly off the grill that is built into my table. my table was on fire! koreana.
-1 Kirin Lite
-1 cup "yucca juice." consumed at a party. as far as i know, had no actual yucca in it. thank god, because that would have been gross.
-oatmeal w/ NOTHING IN IT
-grilled chicken wrap w/ lettuce, tomato, american cheese. meh. dilaria's cafe.
-buffalo chicken ceasar salad. surprisingly good. the on the surface weird combination actually worked out ok, although sweet jesus the salad was drowning in ceasar dressing. maybe some people actually like not being able to see pieces of their salad because the are subvmerged under a 1/2 inch of dressing, but that is too much dressing for me. otherwise, a good salad to celebrate winning a softball game with. halfway cafe.
-20 oz Bud Light
-fish oil
-chicken breast w/ pesto
-carrots w/ omega-3 peanut butter

incredibly fast weekend. much of it spent thinking about a couch. maybe this is because of fall, but had a surprising number of dreams about death this past week. in one particularly vivid dream i was dead and was leading 3 anthropomorphic m&ms (not like the computer animated ones in the commercials. these were different anthropomorphized m&ms.) to heaven (which turned out to be very much like a 1940's film noir bar) but got sidetracked in a bathroom downstairs. heaven was upstairs (duh) and to get up we had to climb what looked to be some ugly fire escape-type stairs. the m&ms saw mickey rourke downstairs in the bathroom and while i wanted to get up to heaven already and don't really care much about mickey rourke anyway the m&ms wanted to chat and get his autograph. the m&ms were not very smart and i don't know how they got into heaven in the first place or why i had to take them. this was a stupid dream and i apologize for wasting the last 30 seconds of your life. there were other dreams in which i was dying, already dead or someone else was dying or already dead, but that was the only one i remember even somewhat clearly.

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