life on the edge

Eating while driving should not be legal.  No text message is as distracting or dangerous as the tomato tart I ate while driving to this coffee shop. I was so focused on it that I know I was a menace on the road. It was a savory flaky pastry with a tomato slice and pesto and ricotta and Parmesan cheese. Probably one of the most delicious foods I’ve eaten here, and that’s saying a lot considering how much and how well I’ve eaten. But I started the drive by almost backing over a biker, and then I had a lot of trouble keeping my eyes on the road with that pastry in my hand.

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Now that I’m done writing this, I can go back to Pride and Prejudice

Today has been pretty nondescript. After a day in the office writing the newsletter and typing up the minutes from the staff meeting this morning, I returned to the seventeenth-century world of Jane Austen. Maybe it’s homesickness, but I’ve been feeling a lot less genial lately. I’ve had less patience for the minor trials of living with people, making me a more grumpy housemate and a more anti-social person in general. All I want to do anymore is read in bed. For example, a couple weeks ago I might have been more pliant but I’ve reached a point where I don’t have any inclination to give people rides anymore. And I’m more likely to speak up in situations where I might otherwise have tolerated in silence. Maybe that’s a good thing though; my coworkers hear my stories and tell me I should stand up for myself more. Either way, I’m definitely in a more chill phase of the summer, feeling less likely to jump up at any moment. Not that I’m done exploring (I don’t think I’ll ever stop exploring) — I’m excited for my plans to visit the Audubon Zoo this weekend!

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Reading, Running and Rain

Yesterday was wonderful because I spent most of the day reading. I finished The Da Vinci Code mid-afternoon, feeling pretty full of myself for being able to solve some of the clues before the characters.

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Go Fourth to the Market!

It has been an eventful few days! Unfortunately, when things pick up it’s harder for me to find time to blog. But a disgruntled comment from a devoted reader has renewed my commitment to post more often. 😉

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Adventures in the Kitchen, Part II

Yesterday I tried cooking again. You’d think it would be an intuitive thing, but either I was born with a defective culinary intuition or it has to be learned. Because I’ve been struggling much more than I think I should. I tried to fry okra and it took me two hours because earlier when I tried boiling beans I learned that I can’t multitask in the kitchen because I get distracted and forget that there’s water boiling or cookies in the oven or whatever it may be. (The cookies did turn out okay though— gotta love slice & bake.) I also managed to set off the fire alarm twice and now the entire apartment smells like grease. I think it saturated my clothes and skin too, because I felt greasy until I showered.

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