I went grocery explosion shopping today. When I go to the grocery store I loose all common sense and buy the most completely random things ever without putting a thought towards actual meals or convenience or anything besides an intense impulse. So I bought a thousand pounds of produce, a bag of buffalo chicken strips, some blue cheese, and a case of Fresca. What am I to do with this? Eat it I guess. So dinner consisted of tomatoes, grapes, cucumbers, green peppers, three chicken strips, and two cans of Fresca. Then I made chocolate and caramel chip cookies and they are good, I will give some to the boy if I think he deserves them.
Somebody please tell me where I hid the USB cable for my camera because I have a billion and one pictures to share. They are good ones too.
My roommate and I were bored tonight so we decided to play Monopoly, a game which notoriously induces cheating. After an hour or so I built an empire on the Boardwalk and all of the sudden I was running low on fundage and landed on the Luxury Tax two spaces before passing Go. So I of course couldn't pay it so I said I'd pay it on my next turn. Apparently this is cheating and apparently it makes roommates mad and they stop playing the game and have a hissy fit. Good thing she didn't notice when I stole $2,000 from the bank at the beginning. Ha.
So now I am going to watch four hours of Dr. 90210 on E! because I have secret desires to hack away at peoples bodies with their consent and get paid a lot for it. Just kidding, but I do really find that the surgeons and the patients represent extremely fascinating dichotomies of American excess and consumerism.
2 comments:
I'm so impressed with how monopoly emulates life. If you cheat for real you get ahead -- just like your monopoly experience1 well done!
I too cheat at Monopoly...and neil had brought his red sox edition last weekend and we are playing this weekend because we are broke..Well I should never be allowed to be the banker... :)
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