Saturday, March 31, 2007
A first for me
Thursday night, spouse went out with his work buddies, and I always have some yummy gourmet pizzas in the freezer (I suppose the freezer oxymoronizes gourmet) for such evenings. I pulled out a mushroom one and sliced goat cheese on top. Delivered with a Heineken and Survivor, I was a happy camper. Friday morning, I was up as always at quarter to five and on the bus at quarter to six. After the saga of Friday mornings, I ride back to town with Bob, another English teacher and we go to the library to pick up movies for the weekend, (This week, I got Born into Brothels, Transgeneration, and Jupiter's Wife.) and then we eat pizza at the to-die-for pizza place in the metro station. I always get mushroom, but yesterday I got Hawaiian. It was delicious! It even had cherries on it. Then we go off to our lunchtime classes. Last night, spouse called to say he was going to dinner with a friend. I didn't want to do it, but I just didn't have it in me to make something proper. I popped open another pizza with sliced meats on it. And that's how I had pizza as my primary sustenance for two days. The only deleterious effect so far seems to be constipation. But then you already surmised that.