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I haven't been cooking a lot lately. Cooking just takes too long and I never feel like doing anything afterwards. I never understand when people tell me it takes them only ten minutes to cook something other than instant noodles or microwaving Spaghetti-O's. It turns out they're subtracting from the equation preparation, things like the cutting of food, the procuring of items, the boiling of water, etc. That's like telling me it takes exactly half a minute to drive downtown, factoring in only the time it takes to walk from your car door into a Macy's.
I do cook instant noodles from time to time, though. I don't know how long it takes but they always turn out great. In lieu of time-tested ways of cooking, my step-dad has a great way of cooking salmon. He puts it on the pan and cooks it for one minute on high, then two minutes on medium for the other side, and he flips the salmon again, cooking it for another thirty seconds on low. Something, if complicated, practical and proven: the salmon is always cooked through, moist, and delicious. Similarly, when I cook instant Shim Ramyun noodles, I take a random three digit number in my head and try to divide that number with another random two digit number. By the time I've come up with three tentative -- and severely wrong -- answers, I turn the fire off and the noodles are always perfect.
I finished the second of several exams today. If anyone still came to this site, I would be embarassed to admit that writing my Western Civilization exam was really fun. Luckily, though, my mom and I are the only ones that care about what I think. Anyway, it's like memory games or a crossword puzzle. Had I only an ounce of the nerdiness four years ago that I have today. I would have gotten my Bachelor's sooner.
Incidentally, I'm trying to find ways to flaunt my recently acquired knowledge. I've been told this is the task of humble people. This is the same reason why I strain to incorporate Latin phrases into my writing. But, at the end of the day, moist with the sweat of pretension, I've found that it's really hard to work Bismarck into conversations.
I've been having a lot of trouble finding time to write on the site lately. Sometimes I have trouble finding time to even eat. So, naturally, I'm prioritizing really well by writing on the site, skipping lunch before one of my concerts to write these profound words: Guess what I had for breakfast?
Frosted Flakes. I was eating them this morning and realized that cereal is probably the loudest meal you can have. I was trying to do some last-minute studying before my exam and I couldn't even think. Complete pandemonium in your mouth, man. You'll be happy to know that Frosted Flakes gives you a total of 1% of the recommended daily intake of potassium. So if you're looking for potassium, you'd have to eat three boxes. Which, if you ask me, is a great idea.
I heard Raisin Bran's one of the healthiest cereals. My problem with Raisin Bran is that it's gross. I'm one of those people that get severely disappointed when the chocolate chip cookies at a party turn out to be oatmeal raisin. I'm the type to capitalize on all the luxurious alternatives of Kellogg's. Instead of buying Corn Flakes, I get Frosted Flakes. Instead of Cheerios, I buy Honey Nut Cheerios. I'm just waiting for the sugary upgrade for Raisin Bran. Like a cereal consisting primarily of chocolate chips and frosted bran flakes ... cookies.
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