 Smoked Cheese | 08 March 2004 We are finally all moved in to our new house. Well, pretty much. We still have a lot of unpacking to do. And we have lots of furniture that's going to be delivered. Tomorrow, we have our new bedroom set coming in, and on Wednesday, we have our couches, mattresses AJ's bed, coffee tables, and dining table coming. We still have to buy some more new couches for upstairs, but we're waiting until Ray gets paid. I can't tell you how glorious it is to have space! Sometimes, just for fun, I play Tom Petty and I dance around like a maniac, just enjoying my kitchen and all my space. Space is good. We have a huge back yard with a very sharp slope. It's infested with weeds and it needs a lot of work. I'm thinking of asking Bonnie, Gardening Queen, to come over and help me plan my yard. I can't believe I have a house! It's so strange. I feel like a normal human being again. Well, close anyway. Last night, I was feeling all Betty Crocker-like and I made pumpkin bread and white chocolate-macademia nut cookies. Speaking of last night, it had to be the strangest night of my life. First, I went to grocery shopping. The weather was beautiful--warm, crystal clear. But then, as I was putting the groceries in the car, out of nowhere, it started pouring down rain. There's was thunder, lightning, and gusts of wind so strong they could knock a small person over. Then I went to work. The power was out because a tree fell on the power lines. It was all dark and spooky. But the electric company fixed it about a half an hour after I got there. Ty had a bag full of goodies: spiritually enlightening cigarettes, a bag of tobacco, spoons, Cadbury Creme Eggs, and cigarette papers. The spiritually enlightening cigarettes were not as spiritually enlightening as I thought, but that's probably because I lit the wrong end. [And before you ask, yes, they were actually cigarettes. They were imported from India and the label said that they were spiritually enlightening. "Spiritually Enlightening Cigarette" is not just another term for weed.] Ty's goal last night was to smoke alfredo sauce. No, I don't know why. But unfortunately, there was no alfredo sauce on hand and he had to settle for smoking Tostito Salsa con Queso instead. And yes, he did smoke it. He put some on the spoon and heated it over a cigarette lighter hoping to burn it to a smokable consistancy, but unfortunately, the Lord of Chaos was not cooperating. However, he put it in the cigarette paper anyway with some tobacco and...smoked it. He had a tough time getting it to stay lit though because the Salsa con Queso was just too moist. He said the experience was very cheezy, but disappointing. I think he was hoping for some hallucinations. He told me he was a pioneer of some sort, venturing where no other human being has ventured before, and that he was collecting valuable information for the scientific community and for humanity in general. I told him he was crazy. He said I was unevolved, and then proceeded to point out that my possession of wisdom teeth and my loathing of the Cadbury Creme Egg further supports his claim. This is coming from a person who had just rolled cheese dip in cigarette paper and smoked it. I told him it was my stangest night at work. He said he was going to have to think of something crazier to top it. This frightens me. It's hard to top smoking cheese. Oh my god, I have tons and tons of homework to do. I have a six-page paper due on Wednesday. I have four pages done so far. And then I have a buttload of make-up homework for my accounting class. Ugh, I hate school. I know I only have to stick it out for the rest of the year, but it just seems so long and tedious. I just want to get it over with already. I would really like to have just one day, just one, single solitary day, where I don't have to work or go to school, or do homework, or cook, or clean, or do any of that stuff. I just want to lay in bed and listen to music all day long. It sucks that I'm going to have to wait a whole year just to do that. Later. calvin & hobbs |