I’m not usually very good at deciding what I want to eat. Rather frequently I will decide to not eat at all because I can’t decide. (Obviously, judging by my frame, this doesn’t happen that often.) So it’s 3pm and I haven’t eaten anything yet. Granted, I have only been awake for 3 1/2 hours so it isn’t that big of a deal. I go look into the fridge. I’ve been on a fruit buying kick this week. This is weird and somewhat bad because though I love to buy fruit I really don’t eat that much of it. For some reason the simple act of buying fruit makes me happy. I don’t get it. Most of the fruit in my fridge was probably perfect yesterday. Hm. I’m leaving in the morning for Monterey and I won’t be back for three days. hmmm. None of this will be happy by then. Alright alright…. Fruit it is! Oh, and I have lots of lettuce (I bought interesting lettuce instead of my standard romaine). So I now have in front of me: a big salad, grapes, strawberries, cherries, oranges. Oh, and to accompany the myriad of foods, 4 drinks. Diet Pepsi Vanilla, oj, water, and a dainty white russian. (I’m totally into these things right now. It is probably bad.) And to keep my company while I nosh: Rob Roy. Hell yeah Raven…. that man is inspiring to watch… *swoon*

After my lunch: laundry and cleaning up. I haven’t had a chance to put my stuff away from Alaska. I want my guest room floor back.