It's true; I decided to eat instant oatmeal with fake strawberries in it because I wasn't hungry--and now I am hungry. Anyways, I haven't done much today except go to class and work at the Writing Center. Oh, and homework. I read some of The Red Badge of Courage, and that made me fall asleep, so now I'm reading Stephen King's On Writing, which is a way cool book. You'd probably enjoy reading it even if you weren't that keen on writing. So, nothing as interesting as dropping eggs, sadly.
Speaking of eggs, I found an awesome french toast recipe. If you don't like french toast, stop reading. Take two slices of lightly toasted bread and spread strawberry (or kiwiberry, or bananaberry, or Barneyberry, whatever) between them. Then dip both sides in some beaten egg, milk, and cinnamon sugar (strangely enough, the stuff I use is the same cinnamon sugar, I believe, that Lester gave me when he moved out of Agnew--so thanks, Lester, it's great!). Then just fry it in a skillet and eat with lots of syrup and butter or lots more cinnamon sugar or more strawberry jam. Oh, and it's good to eat with eggs. The toasting is key here since it helps keep the sogginess of the bread to a reasonable level and keeps the bread from falling apart on you as you try to flip it and stuff. The jam is a delightful surprise for people who are expecting regular french toast.
So, sorry for the boring blog that's mostly about food. Blame my instant oatmeal for making me hungrier, I guess.
Monday, January 28, 2008
Eating makes me hungrier
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Doesn't Steven King's book also say that adverbs should be avoided? Unfortunately, I don't subscribe to that advice. I will splendidly use adverbs whenever I freakingly feel like it!
Fight the power! Diddly!
The thing I found strange about the end of the book is that it turned out the crazed dog was an insane clown who drove a possessed truck, which happens to uncover an alien spaceship which would have mind controlled the town if the super virus hadn't escaped from the lab killing 99% of the world's human population except for that one family that was hotel-sitting over the winter.
Actually, I haven't read his On Writing book yet, but it does sound like a good one.
In summary: I like Oatmeal.
I use to love oatmeal, well that is until I ate it to much and got tired of it. I almost got a box in Walmart Saturday, but I did not. Perhaps next time.
I'm glad you're getting some use out of my cinnamon sugar. It's good on anything: oatmeal, toast, cereal, bananas, hot dogs, cardboard, guitar strings, my underwear, ANYTHING!
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