8 posts tagged “food”

I hear a train.

I like living next to trains.
Actually, I wish they were just a little bit closer.

That's all.

Oh yeah... and... I'm STARVING.

I don't think I've eaten today.  And there's nothing to eat here.  Well at least nothing that doesn't require some sort of semi-intensive preparation. 

Oh my god... I could totally go for taco's from the taco stand by Chris's old apartment right now.
That sounds delicious. 

It's 1am already?!?
That's absurdly absurd.
The day just slipped through my fingers.

Oh well.  I had a good day so I'm not bitching.
I hung out with the Terrorist all day.  Just dicking around and really doing nothing of importance.  We haven't done that in awhile.  I kind of miss those days.

The only bad bit...
I think I ate more food today than I have all week.
Blech.

I got home a couple of hours ago.  I was "kicking it on standby" cause a friend was supposed to call but I guess he kind of thought she wasn't going to but then she did so I came home all ready to crawl into the magical bed with Lesley but she's staying at the Soldiers place (surprise surprise) so now the magical bed is all mine.

Had the intention of watching Juno.  Don't think that's going to happen now.  I'm sleepy.  I think I'm just going to go pass the fuck out, maybe get up early and do some shit before I have to be at work.  Like find a job.

I don't like grapefruit.
I know that's a bit anti-climactic.

Even though I don't like them, for some unknown reason I still feel the need to buy them every now and then. 
Why?
Well, okay, I need to be honest.  It's not that I don't like them, it's more that I don't like eating them.  I feel that they're not worth the effort involved.  (Yes, I know I'm lazy.)
It's inevitable though, at some point, I'll be in the produce department and I'll get the urge to buy some grapefruits.  I'll get them home where they'll sit on the counter until a colony of mold moves in, I'll get completely disgusted, throw them out and vow never again to buy a grapefruit.
I bought a couple of grapefruits the other day.
I'm an idiot.
I'm forcing myself to eat them though.

Took an accidental nap today.
Didn't mean to fall asleep.  My theroy is that if I slept this afternoon I would be wide awake tonight and that would just fuck up my sleep schedule but I laid down and passed out like a mofo.
It was good, though.
I needed it.
Woke up and had to pee so bad I thought there was 6 gallons of liquid in my bladder and someone standing on it.  It wasn't an immediate thing though.  I laid there for a minute or two then realized that I was going to pee myself if I didn't get up soon.  Which is probably a good thing because I'm pretty sure I'd still be asleep if that wasn't the case.

I was famished too. 
Then I realized it probably has something to do with the fact that I haven't had more than a bagel a day for the past few days. 
So I made a bagel.  (I'm not always incredibly bright when I wake up.)
Was still hungry...
Yep.  That's when I did it.
I had a fucking grapefruit.
One more to go and I'm done with them!

Think I'm going to go do some dishes and possibly take a shower and get laundry ready.  Actually I should get laundry ready first cuz I don't NEED to shower or do dishes.  But I do NEED to do laundry and though I don't NEED to have it ready when the T calls it would be the polite thing to do, cause he is in-fact letting me do some free laundry at his place. 
Tsk tsk tsk, he's sneaking me in after the kid is asleep.
I sometimes think I forgot that I'm now really, definitely, an adult. 
'Cause in situations like this, when my friend is the parent and being the parent means you make the rules, I still mildly feel like I'm going to get in trouble if I get caught. 
Like Little T is going to ground Big T and call my mom if he finds out I went over to do laundry and watch Tv after he went to bed.
I need to get over that.

I never know which "cuz" "cause" to use. 
Based on the firefox spell check thingy "cause" is the correct one to use.  Wonder how good at grammar firefox is?

(Updated part... for some reason Vox won't let me color it purple... DAMN YOU VOX)                                                                       I've spent the majority of my day since I've been out of work in my underwear... and I LOVE IT.  :-)   Just wanted to share. 

Yesterday...
I gorged.

Blame it on 4/20 and the fact that I was stoned most of the day.
Blame it on the fact that I was bored and had nothing better to do than eat.
Blame it on whatever...

I ate a SHITLOAD of food yesterday.

I woke up at 4am with heartburn.  Didn't think much of it

Now... at 7am I want nothing more than to make a cup of coffee but I feel like it would go to waste because I still have heartburn that WONT GO AWAY!

Doesn't that happen when you get old? 
You wake up with heartburn.
Or you suffer from something you ate the night before.
This Sucks!!

I WANT SOME COFFEE!!! 

Fuck.

Wow. I'm baked.

No, Really baked.

I hung out with Christopher this evening. Found a 24-hr laundry mat. (I FINALLY GOT MY LAUNDRY DONE!!) After (1am) we decided we were hungry and I was hooked on the idea of a meatball sub. (We ate them a lot when we first got to Oregon, well... maybe not a lot but so much so that they stick out in my brain.) So he came over and we made meatball subs. Awesomeness. Then we smoked, then I brought him home. (About 20 or so mins ago.) I stopped at 7/11 so he go pick something up and while he was in the store I totally forgot where I was and what I was doing there. Granted it was only for a half a second... but still...

I need to go to bed.

What's been your worst experience at a restaurant?

Working or Dining?

Working... was probably last night.  It was one of those days that make me want to throw in my apron and NEVER serve again.  It was fucking horrible.

Dinning... I haven't really had that many bad experiences.  I had a horribly. wretched, bitch of a server one time at the Great Lost Bear but Nancy and Nate wouldn't let me complain.  Though I probably wouldn't have... but my god she was wicked.

Bad (for you) food is like herion in the sence that You know they're bad for you.  And you know you should just "say No"  But you can't help but think...what's one little taste?  So you have that little taste and you see just how fucking great it is.  So you have just a little bit mroe.  Then next thing you know you're on a $150 a day habbit and and yoru body is falling to shit.

I went to Burger King tonight.  First time I've had fast food in a long freakin' time.  Which, by itself, isn't really that bad,  But when you combine it with the fact that my mom and I went to the OG for lunch, and I went to the fair with Katie, Shawn and Derec at which we did really nothing but eat and walk around a bit.  Well... I truly want to die.  Or purge.

I got a call from my dad the other day.  He called to let me know that the insurance cards in the cars were swapped.  And he also said he needed to talk to me.  Which made me a mite bit nervous because I realized I had the car a bit longer than I was supposed to.  So I thought he was going to yell at me about not being responsible or something like that.  When I finally talked to him he did nothing of the sort.  Actually... he told me that he's GIVING ME HIS CAR!!!  That is sooooo unlike my dad.  And Soooooo cool of him  So now, I HAVE A CAR!  Woot Woot!  Go dad!

A final note. 

I don't follow to many blogs.  Maybe three.  One is from a friend I have yet to meet in Oregon who, aside from a strong hatred of hippies seems to be a pretty awesome guy.  The other day he wrote something that grabbed my eye and I think about it more than I would normally thing about blogs... "I need to be loved ferociously & with out abandon or not at all."    I think this is going to become my motto when evaluating all future relationships I find myself in.... or something like that.

I think I'm depressed.

I'm always cranky, I have a general ill feeling,  I just can't seem to get happy and I have a strong desire to play Tori Amos a lot.  (Sort of Joking)

I think the job is just getting to me.  I haven't really gone out and had any fun lately.  I've been stuck on the ship for the past week and then on Thursday when I was going to get off for a few hours I was informed that I was red flagged (not allowed to leave the ship.)  You can get red flagged for a few reasons... such as... if you're on the fire team to ensure that they have enough fire fighters on the ship at all times they work in groups and every 3 days a group is red flagged, same with the medical team.  If you miss a safety training Safety Jim (head safety guy) will red flag you until you've talked to him and told him why to missed and and do some questionnaire thing about the ship.  If you fail room inspection you can get red flagged and thats why we were red flagged.  Someone came in our room and because there were some hangers and a boxes in the spare closet and a pair of pants on the spare bed they freaked out and threw the hangers and boxes everywhere.  My roommate went to talk to the Crew Welfare person about it and he told us we were red flagged but when we went to talk to the hotel director about it he said that we were never red-flagged.  Long and confusing, I know.  I'm pissed about it.  Very Pissed.

Oh well.  I'll be fine, I just want to get moved to the bar.  I talked to one of the bar servers and she told me that they switch bars every 2 weeks and with the bar switching that means the schedule will switch too.

That's it.  I think I'm bored with the monotony of my life.  Yeah I know I shouldn't bitch because at least I have a monotonous life in Hawaii but it's really the same thing day after day after day.  It gets really old.

Okay I have 15 mins left until crew mess closes and I need to get me some food.