Also, good lord do I have a lot of Christmas crap. Jeez. 'Specially lights.
So man, that dinner? So good! Shit, man, I eat like crap most of the time. It just doesn't seem worth it to cook for only myself, and I end up eating shitty fast food (or just snacking myself to death) and then I feel all shitty. I need a roommate, maybe, for whom to cook! But so last night Mitch called and said "I am hungry bring me food" and I said "no" but told him that I was going to the grocery store anyway, so I'd pick something up (but not bring it to him). I made cheeseburgers (on the stove, the exterminator supposedly came yesterday, but I am taking no chances with those hornets) and I sprinkled some McCormick's Montreal Steak stuff on it (man, if you do not have that in your kitchen, you need to tell me why, because there's really no excuse), and I cooked up some Ore Ida shoestring fries, on which I sprinkled some onion powder and paprika. And there were toasted potato bread buns, and lettuce and tomato and pickles, and I put a teeny bit of mustard on my burgers, and man, all I'm saying is, it was such a simple, quick, cheap meal, and yet one million times better than anything you could order in. I swear I should write a cookbook for college students and stoners. It would have my recipe for English muffin pizzas in it, as well as tips on what to have on hand at all times, such as rolls in the freezer, which you can thaw in the microwave, and then toast in your toaster oven with cheddar cheese on top. I also would recommend that, when you're making pasta with tomato sauce, take the extra ten minutes to bake it in the toaster oven with some mozzarella cheese on top/mixed in. I guess I think that toaster ovens and cheese make everything better. You want to argue with that? That's right. I didn't think so.
So these spices that I used, they were readily available to me because I finally hung up my spice shelf! Jeez, and it took me all of like five minutes, it's ridiculous that I put it off for so long. I seriously have gotten so much done the past few days! Talking about everything would be boring, so I won't bother, but seriously, trust me on this one. Like, yesterday I watched two episodes of I, Claudius with Henry, and the day before that, the last two episodes of the first season of Star Trek: The Next Generation. Man, with Netflix, I actually get a feeling of satisfaction and accomplishment from watching DVD's, and that is pretty sweet!
So on Thursday, I went to see Antibalas with Jeff, Vince, and Hakim. They were great. (The band I mean, but the boys are always great too.) And they were at the TLA, which wasn't packed, and it was lovely. And then they let people take drinks out of the bar area, and that was even lovelier. Man, it was so nice to be 20 feet away from the stage, and yet not be squished in a hot, sweaty crowd. But the place wasn't dead, just . . . comfortable. It was great. And the performance was great! Man, there was this one guy playing a sax (and I'm not usually a huge fan of saxomophones, but I was totally digging them this night), and he came up to lead a song, and man he was going TOTALLY CRAZY!!! Here is a picture of him:
I have an .avi file, too, I'll let you know when I get that up.
I had a bit to drink at the show. Hakim had driven us in, which meant no waiting for the train, which is THANK GOODNESS. When he dropped us off at the Manse, I was still something, so I slept on the couch with Loki. And then woke up at quarter to seven. I can't believe I've become one of those people who will wake up at a proper time even if an alarm is not set! I NEVER thought I would become one of those people.
[Last weekend, I spent the night on the couch at the Manse after the Labor Day Party. Loki slept next to me all night, and then I woke up at 8am and went home and got into bed, and then Henry slept with me. It is so nice to have furry friends that will sit next to you and be happy.]
Also at the concert, I got to have a talk with Jeff about my Halloween costume. If you didn't know, there is a tradition in these parts to keep our costumes secret until the big party. Personally, I love this tradition, because I LOVE surprises, and it is so exciting to see people for the first time, and figure out who it is, or what they are, and it just wouldn't be as fun if you knew everything ahead of time. But of course, it's hard to develop a good costume without some feedback, and I was kind of getting frustrated with myself, and wasn't sure if I could pull off what I wanted to do. So I discussed these things with Jeff, and it was SO good to just talk it out with someone. Also, Jeff's one of those people who think that costumes should be as totally accurate as possible, and anything less is lame. My standards are a little lower than his, but it's good to have someone keep me in line. I described to him my "back-up" costume, telling him how easy it would be, and then he reminded me that I had one major part of the costume TOTALLY WRONG, and that actually it WASN'T easy, so that's right out. It was nice to throw out that idea, it wasn't interesting enough for me anyway. I spoke about my other primary idea, which I wasn't sure about, but Jeff gave me a lot of confidence in it. I didn't feel good about it before, but I do now, and at least I know ONE person will like it, am I right or am I right? (Haha, also last weekend we discussed another possible idea for me, which is sort of silly and sort of dumb, and I probably won't end up using it, but it was awesome just to talk about it.)
So yeah, now I have a costume idea. It's starting to come together. I just . . . I don't know. I'm going to have to make a lot of it, and I'm afraid that it will look like shit, but I won't KNOW that it looks like shit until it will be too late to do another costume. So we'll see. I think I'm going to have my mom help me.
Goddamn it, another long entry! When all I intended to say was "I finally took my Christmas decorations down."