Author: FourMajor

I know I haven’t written on here for a bit. School has started, and with three classes, plus work, plus activism stuff, plus trying to lose weight, plus trying to have a social life at least once or twice per week, that has left blogging on the back burner.

Good news is that all of the above, besides blogging, is going pretty well. Hopefully I’ll have time to write more later. But for this morning I just wanted to say that, oh my, organic apples have so much more flavor than conventionally grown apples. I try to keep apples and bananas at my place all the time, but when I don’t get home until late the grocery store is already closed. So I stopped by a corner store on the way to work for an apple this morning. It was certainly bigger than the organic apples, but it wasn’t as firm, and it tasted a lot more watery. Less flavor per cubic centimeter, you might say.

Almonds are delicious. No need for seasoning, smoking, or whatever. Just straight up almonds. Word.

Since I got back from my vacation, I have been in a sort of unmotivated funk. Granted, I have been back for less than a week. But still, it was a little discouraging. I haven’t gotten myself to exercise or eat right. I gained about 6 pounds in a week and a half in Maryland!

Well, I am proud to announce that today I finally feel motivated. Motivated to eat right, exercise, save money, and work hard at work. Go me!

Imagine this scenario:

You are doing some laundry in the shared laundry room in your apartment building. You put your load in the wash, come down right when it is done, and put it in the dryer. You come back down, again, right on time, only to find the laundry room door locked. You don’t have a key to this room, and you never have. What would YOU do?

1) Write a note on the door asking someone to open it.
2) Break the door.

Well, I did #1. I came back down every hour or so to see if someone had opened the door. When I came down at 11pm, I found a broken door.

Sure, a locked laundry room door sucks, but why the hell would you break it? I mean, come on. Wait until it is open, and then maybe duct tape the latch hole. I would be really interested to know which one of my neighbors broke the door.

In other news, it has been decided (by me) that my eyebrows are not “large;” rather, they are “stately:”

That’s how I put it on my calendar anyway.

Anyone that happens to be in San Francisco tonight and wants to have a good time, head down to Temple (Howard and 2nd) to catch Dieselboy tearing it up. $10.

And just like that…no more meat from land animals. This is going to be hard. I <3 chicken.