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for breakfast, some cereal. easy, just pour out the cereal (honey bunches of oats with real dehydrated strawberries) and add milk (1% lowfat). i could've should've had a little bit more but i was lazy this morning, just wanted something quick. while eating breakfast, the after images of an intensely weird dream involving double tongue piercing still lingered fresh in my mind. afterwards i started cleaning out the hallway closet, trying to reduce the number of boxes needlessly piled up on the metal shelves. i finally got a chance to clean out my "laid off" box from srm. it was a walk down memory lane since i pretty much kept everything. i had reams of outdated bug reports to throw away. to think, five months ago, that was what i was doing. it almost seems like a dream, being in the working world. not doing anything all day feels so much more natural, which is scaring me, because i think i'm addicted to not being gainfully employed. what i need is a kick in the ass and big whiff of reality. hidden in my fortress of solitude all day, with unemployed checks arriving biweekly on my front doorstep, i almost don't realize that all this easy living has an expiration date, an expiration date that's fast approaching like a catastrophic meteor about to collide with my planet earth.

when i got bored of doing that and with a big mess of junk all over my living room floor, i decided to paint the black plastic clock i'd eventually hang in the kitchen. latex paint on smooth plastic is a bad combination, the red salsa paint sticking but the strokes of the small sponge brush i used can be clearly seen. maybe the second coat will be a lot better. it's nice to find yet another use for my surplus salsa red. first the coat closet, now the kitchen clock. i'm tempted to go out and buy some used wooden furnitures and give them all a salsa red makeover.

in the afternoon i went with my father to pick up supplies for the cafe at the restaurant depot in chelsea, and then later to bj wholesales. the retail industry can't rest for veteran's day! the buying must go on! i eyed a cheap hewlett-packard pc that was on sale (a pretty hp pavilion 513c with 17" monitor for $700). i'm kind of torn, either use what little money i've saved up to buy furnitures for my home or a pc for my work. i'm probably more inclined to follow the old adage, "you have to spend money to make money." furniture's not going to help me get jobs. furniture's not going to help me figure out why my mac developed code won't work correctly on a pc. i think buying a new pc is overkill, because i don't really need a new pc, i just need one to do some testing on, and an older machine might be better since it's always good to make sure the code will run on a slower (i.e. older) machine.

feeling particularly hungry due to a very light breakfast, for dinner i had a hot dog at bj wholesales. when my father dropped me back at my house, i was still hungry enough that i made corn chowder from a can. there will not be any of that fine cooking action tonight! i also second coated my clock, and then 4 hours later put on a third coat. it isn't the greatest look, but at least i had a red salsa clock to show for all my trouble. i finished cleaning up the closet, clearing out about 5-6 boxes that i didn't need anymore. the corn chowder apparently wasn't enough and hours later i had a maruchan instant ramen cup. this is only the second time i've had to tap the ramen foodline. prior to moving in i often joked with people about how i'd just subsist on ramen alone, but since moving in, i've been pretty good at keeping away from ramen. i don't want to brag, but nobody cooks ramen as well as me. if there's one thing i can do, it's how to make the perfect ramen. i'll get my cook on tomorrow, maybe i can alternate between a day of processed food and a day of self-prepared food. cooking is fun when you discover the patron saint of sexy cooking, nigella lawson.