I'm waging a war against the school-bug syndrome. It seems like everyone is sick, sniffling and coughing unabashedly onto the computer keyboards. Do they make travel size Lysol? If I ever find some I'm stocking up and spraying these babies down before using them...but then I'd insist on wiping off the lysol after liberal application...I mean, I dont want live germs on my hands, and I dont want DEAD ones either-
I woke up to some kickin reggae this morning...ole Sister Nancy is the bomb diggity..I looked her up online when I got to school--a Jamaican legend....and I bid on one of her cds at ebay. Maybe I'll get it...woohoo. The GSU radio station puts off some sweet vibes from time to time. I'm in a pretty good mood-
So, my weekend. Friday afternoon I drove out to Conyers and rode until I almost froze. I was soaking wet by the time I got off the trail...combination of sweat and mud puddle water (lots of it) My throat was scratchy all night and I was worried I might catch a cold, BUT, I am still winning the winter cold battle...I think...Friday night I saw a play at a small theatre in Little 5 Points.titled, The Language of Angels. Very good. Highly recommend it. Saturday Lauren came into the area and that night we practically put all the pool players in downtown Decatur to shame. No Kidding! She left yesterday afternoon and later I had dinner with one of my Atl friends (I stirred up some killer eats yo, it was sooo good)
So that's my story and I'm sticking to it. I gotta get on with this paper writing stuff for one of my classes. Peace out-
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Ok, todays story. So I took my personality exam and left the classroom to find Christyna waiting for me, which as good, I was hoping she would. She is my MOST WONDERFUL friend in Atlanta. I dont know what I'd do without her. Anyway, we talked for a few mins and then she asked if I brought lunch, which I had remembered I forgot on the ride to school this morning. Mom had made some killer blackbean soup, but it's still in my fridge. Anyway, so Christyna says she brought enough for 2, but it was a new recipie. I was go for lunch, so whatever, and I know she's a good cook. Esp with her ethnic background and travels. We went down to the bottom level of Kell Hall where there is a little eating area for students, I mailed a package to Rob on the way, the start of our CHristmas music extravaganza (it IS November). And she got some soup cups for us...so she pulls out her tupperware, containing what appears to be beans and rice (cool, thats what I was bringing too) "well" she says "now this is a new recipie remember" and she had already put some of her into the bowl, then she got up to get napkins and I proceded to put some in my bowl too. There appeared to be some kind of meat in there, and bones, so I thought it was somethin good..smelled like something Nana makes. Nana makes this sauteed chicken and rice and leaves the bones in and the meat just falls off when you pick them up, so I was used to the bone-in technique, no problemo. She sits back down and I had picked out one of the bones and it was really small, so how do you eat the meat off small bones? (this is starting to sound gross, I know, read on) anyway, you just put the whole thing in your mouth and pull the meat off with your teeth. So I had done that and was JUST ABOUT to put the bone on my napkin when she said "you like it? Its ox tail" THEN she laughed and waited for the reaction-
this all took about 3 seconds-
...thankfully I still had food in my mouth so I couldn't react too readily, I just did this wide-eyed, raised eyebrow thing, then secretly I calmed myself and stopped long enough (the last second) to allow myself to process the situation. Despite it's origin, the food WAS good, I know I'm the last to balk at new things (tho I have limits) and usually the first to criticize those who do, so I ignored the fact that I just put a cowtail bone in my mouth and of course gradually I got used to the idea.
Now, I will say that if I'm ever in Europe, eating something I haven't identifiied (and I usually dont ID mystery food unless it looks REALLY obviously like I might need to prepare for an odd taste, like, you know, fish eyeballs or something) and someone says "so you like it? It's blood sausage" then I will PROMPTLY allow (maybe even urge) myself to gag, spit it out, and excuse myself to the WC-
So today I ate a new food. Something I wouldn't myself buy at the store, but will eat from now if it's cooked by Christyna or some other trustworthy chef. The lesson is, I believe that if you generally trust the person, just try the food...maybe even try it before you learn what it is. And if you dont like it then, fine, but it might taste pretty damn good...even if in it's previous state it was furry, swatting flies, and accumulating manuer.
Haha.
(This post is lovingly dedicated to Robin and Joseph. )