So today I studied for hours, but I still don't feel like I learned anything. I started by looking over the clinical learning objectives, then spent 5 hours in lab learning relationships. Like the ones I missed every other second last night. I feel like I have a better grasp on it now. I feel that 8 hours in one day is enough and if I want to chat on facebook until my eyes bleed I have earned it.
So after lab and the required post-lab shower I was faced with the choice of what to have for dinner. Personally I wanted nothing, but I have promised various persons I would not do that. After raiding my pantry and fridge I settled on tomato soup and grilled cheese. About halfway through heating the soup I became aware of how much work making grilled cheese takes and I decided to just cut some cheese cubes and have soup with crackers and cheese cubes which in my mind is the same as cheese melted between bread slices. I happily sat down to my meal and then took a tour through the depravity of my own loneliness. I discovered that in living alone I have become so emotionally needy I sang a song to my dinner. It was to this tune http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3e_zYCOc3I&feature=related and my lyrics went like this:
Oh, it's only a cracker boat
Sailing over a tomato soup sea
But it wouldn't be make believe if you believed in me
Yes, it's only a cheese cube pirate
Arr-ing from his cracker boat balcony
But it woudn't be make believe if you believed in me
Without your taste, it's a vegetable parade
Without your taste, it's a veggie soiree on a red promenade
It's a tomato and sodium world, just as unhealthy as it can be
But it wouldn't be make believe if you believed in me
Yes, it's only a cheese cube pirate
Arr-ing from his cracker boat balcony
But it wouldn't be make believe if you believed in me
Without your taste, it's a vegetable parade
Without your taste, it's a veggie soiree on a red promenade
It's a tomato and sodium world, just as unhealthy as it can be
But it wouldn't be make believe if you believed in me
Then I said cheese names rather than scat singing
So I suppose I should go commit myself now. And I know some of my lines have extra syllables. My dinner didn't complain and I wrote it for him so I don't care what you real living beings think. All I need is my soup and my crackers and my cheese and I am set. They love me no matter how poorly I rhyme things. I love food more than people and I think it is worse when someone kills a food than when they kill a person. I am going to start a group called PETF. Person for the Ethical Treatment of Foods. Then I will buy all the mistreated foods and keep them at my house even if I don't have adequate storage and I will encourage others to do the same. It is better for the foods to spoil early in an environment where the are completely loved than thrive where they are slightly less appreciated and occassionally neglected. I will make the world a better place.
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