grocery store battleground

I wish I could stop going to the grocery so often.

It would seem as though I'm so obsessed with the process of grocery shopping... planning what I will buy before I go, inspecting and picking the fruit & vegetables, finding sale items & comparing prices, piling everything into my little basket and checking out... that I forget I have perfectly good food sitting in my refrigerator in the form of leftovers which will inevitably be thrown out. A waste.

And yet I cannot stop myself from going to the grocery at least a few times a week.

I'm annoyed with cooking for just myself because I never prepare the right amounts of food and am just constantly trying to remember to finish something off before it spoils or opening tupperware only to discover that whatever it was I was trying to remember has already gone bad.

So tonight I need to remember to toss the salmon, thaw the steak, eat the chicken thigh, spinach and white cheddar macaroni - lentils and liver can wait until Sunday. I will not buy the liver until then.

ok... so I'd let him eat my brains.

so fucking perfect.

A toast to happiness.

So I'm the type of person that receives messages from "The Universe" in my inbox because a part of me several years ago was really into that sort of thing. Think of these messages as a sort of Stuart Smally-esque affirmation to start the day. Whatevs.

Mostly I delete them.

But the other day I was rambling to betty's sister about my typical bullshit as I cleaned out my inbox and ran across the message the universe had sent to me:

What if I told you, Victor, that you couldn't have anymore of anything... No more friends, no more money, no more anything, until you first got happy with what you have?

Easy to change,

The Universe

And I realized that I have so many things in my life to make me happy that I should be slapped for ever complaining about anything. Ever.

So here's to being happy with what I have and learning that that is enough.

neckburn

I dislike sunlight pretty intensely and am sad to report that I managed to get "neckburn" today. The neckburn is something I never seem able to avoid... no matter how much sunscreen I use... and today I used a great deal of SPF 100. I cannot win for losing.

I've eaten like complete garbage for the past week and I feel like I should be doing a cleansing fast or something when I return to Louisville. If only the master cleanser regiment included unlimited strawberry milkshakes.

I've settled 3 credit cards. 3 more to go.

I've also gotten a little more comfortable with the "health foods" aisle at krogers. Don't get me wrong... I'm no wholefoods frequenting organic hippy flax seed eating snob yet... but I'm a bit closer. Secret yay. One thing thats nice about this? I don't overbuy groceries because every fucking thing in those aisles is so expensive!

Ad occursum futurum.

all sound and fury with no follow through

It seems like no matter how hard I try... I simply cannot keep an updated blog. I go really strong for a few days and then it inevitably gets neglected.

I am currently very interested in big mac snack wraps. I haven't tried one, but I am really intrigued and it is taking basically all my will power to avoid the temptation.

I've also noticed that I am perpetually "cleaning my room". If you've ever texted me and asked what I was up to on any given day I'm certain that you received something like "nothing much... just cleaning my room" in response. I don't know what the name for this psychological problem is but I do know that it is unhealthy... especially when you take into consideration the fact that my room is always so messy that it borders on disgusting and it is something that I need to remedy.

It is currently lunch time and all I can think about is how amazing a bloody mary would be right this very second.

ad occursum futurum...

puddles of lust

i would happily spend a rainy day with mr. quinto. god. so. hot.

in response to a request

It has been requested that I track more of my misadventures in frugality, nutrition and sobriety...

And while I am prompted to action, I think it might be best to ease into the updates. Read: I'm lazy and uninspired to write at the moment so let's make this quick.

My car was broken and it is now repaired. My bank threatened to repossess my car but they were not allowed the opportunity. I used to eat McDonalds but after my last indulgence it seems less than appealing (remember that time you drank too much tequila, threw up the next day and swore it off? Well the exact same thing happened with the golden arches. Regurgitation and all). I used to drink but after the last blackout inducing hoorah and subsequent dysphoria I am taking a six week break.

In other news I made an amazing fruit salad this morning with one honeydew melon, two honeycrisp apples and a bag of red seedless grapes. Lets just hope my dinner creation cooking in the crock pot at home turns out as well as planned. The leftovers are already worked into all of my weekend meal plans.

Ad occursum futurum.