The Architect Stares Back

In a long string of bad meal choices made by me for me comes todays menu:

Breakfast- I forgot to eat
Lunch- Panda Express (i.e. Chow Mein and Orange Chicken)
Dinner- (which I didn't get until 10 pm) sauerkraut pierogi sauteed with onions, corn, and butter

Now, just to fully illustrate the pierogi situation: I microwaved two of them for a minute then changed my mind and decided to sautee them, added a lot of butter, an onion that's been in my fridge for at least two months (I'm officially impressed by onions now), and frozen corn. Then I decided to add another pierogi which was still frozen. See where this is going? I ended up with two properly cooked pierogis and one icky cold, half-frozen pierogi that tasted very strongly of its contents.

Oh, and my milk spoiled so I ate the pierogi mess with orange juice. So my whole meal was variations from off-white to yellow.

Currently Reading: ? I'm gonna take the night off from homework and read something

Labels: bewildered, tired

The sick/worn out combination is still persisting (although the sick is almost gone) which is a bad thing for two reasons:
1. Dry nose -> absurd amounts of bleeding
2. Tired Hattie -> complete lack of interesting ideas/moderate stupidity
If you don't believe in the moderate stupidity, just ask Pearl and Ashley, who witnessed it regularly last year. So, I am presently sitting, feeling exhausted and yet needing to have some very substantial steps to show during arch. studio tomorrow. Also, my chest was hurting today kind of where my heart is. Which makes me feel mildly paranoid that I'm about to have a heart attack at the ripe old age of 21. Highly unlikely considering that I have had perfect cholesterol counts for my entire existence.

And after those happy thoughts, I will relate a story that many of you have already heard. When I get sick with a cough, I need to have a glass of water near my bed so that when I wake up choking in the middle of the night I can hydrate. One night last week I woke up and reached for my glass of water and because my throat felt like it had a cactus in it, I decided to hold onto it for a few seconds. At which point, I promptly fell asleep still holding the glass. An hour or so later I woke up feeling clammy and confused. After a few moments I realized that I had spilled the water all over myself and my sheets. My solution? Ignore it and roll over because in all honesty, this same thing happens every time I get sick.

Currently Reading: The Bible

Labels: procrastinating, tired

One of the only complaints I have about my apartment (asides from the fact that it is constantly heated to a temperature that melts the chocolate in my cupboards) is that the toilet handle thingy disconnects itself from the chain every couple of weeks. And every couple of weeks I have to stick my hand in the toilet tank to retrieve the chain and hook it up again. And every couple of weeks this grosses me out beyond belief and results in extensive scrubbing with antibacterial soap. I mean, really, who wants to stick their hand in a toilet on a semi-regular basis?

Also, I'm sick and my head hurts and my throat hurts and I'm tired. And with that whining out of the way, I need to work on construction homework (which I am sick of).

By the way, the picture is not of a toilet. It is of part of a model I recently completed.

Currently Reading: "Building Construction Illustrated" by Francis D.K. Ching

Labels: grossed out, sick, tired

Architecture lots of work. Up very late too frequently. Need nap but can't due to responsibilities, etc. Crit went well today so far though. Maybe if I sleep instead of dinner? Hmm.

Currently Reading: nothin

Labels: confused, hungry, tired