Back in the saddle again

So, it's been over a year since i have posted here. I read back and think, "Oh, she is so clever," and then I wonder where the cleverness went.  It's been a long year, and with the exception of having no direction in my life right now, I am in a good space. I am currently working in a cell biology laboratory at UMass. Basically I keep cells alive until I need to kill them. Then I kill them and experiment on them. Only problem is I have no idea the meaning of my experiments. Oh, well. I guess when you are low man on the totem pole, you don't need to understand what you are doing. Until next time...

Chocolate Cake for Breakfast

If you are ever at a loss for what to eat for breakfast, chocolate cake makes a great one! This morning I was making my oh-so-delicious chocolate trifle for tomorrow's brunch at Sheila's and I dabbled in the chocolate cake. In fact, first I licked the chocolate cake batter (I know it's raw, but it's a must). Then when the cake was done, I ate the remnants not used to make the trifle. Now I had forgotten that I had not eaten breakfast, but I found that the chocolate cake was completely satisfying. So, if you ever need a good alternative to your boring, everyday breakfast, chocolate cake is a good option!

Now, in case you were wondering, here is my trifle recipe (some say I stole this from somewhere, but I swear I made it up all on my own):

Ingredients:
1 package chocolate devil's food cake mix
1 package chocolate pudding mix
1 package devil's food or chocolate fudge pudding mix
1-2 containers Cool whip lite
either strawberries or Heath bar crumbles

Preparation:
1. Thaw cool whip
2. Bake chocolate cake as instructed on the box!
2. Prepare pudding, again as instructed on the box, using 1 3/4 cups milk, not 2 (for those who are lactose intolerant, soy milk works just fine; however, it the pudding does not solidify like pudding does with regular milk, so I often use less soy milk than I would regular milk. You might also need more than one box of each pudding.)
3. Layer ingredients as follows:

• chocolate cake
• chocolate pudding
• other flavor pudding
• cool whip
• either strawberries or heath bar
• Repeat until bowl (trifle bowl ideal) is full
• Top with either strawberries or Heath bar for decoration

4. Serve and enjoy!

Sushi

So I was invited to go to a Sushi restaurant for dinner tomorrow night (no, not by a guy, but by my friend Katherine who rocks!) Anyway, I am not a fan of most sushi as I don't like the idea or texture of raw fish. However, I do like the seaweed (yes, surprisingly, with my limited palate I like seaweed) and the rice. And I have found that there are ways to make maki without using seafood. My favorite is chicken terriyaki maki which, at my favorite sushi restaurant located in Medford, MA (it is probably my favorite because it is one of few that serves this. Unfortunately, I cannot find it online to give you the link) consists of cooked chicken terriyaki, cucumber, rice and seaweed. Yum. I think all sushi restaurants should have this option. Then I could enjoy sushi with my friends!

Boys suck

Many people already know that boys suck, but why do I say this now? Well because as 30 year-olds I think we no longer need to play games. And this not-so-gentlemanly 30 year-old with whom I went on one date has not replied to my most recent email (we have exchanged one other email since the date), neither to say, "Hello, let's get together," or "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in pursuing this further." I really would be okay with either response, just some sign of life on the other end. With my sensational not-so-stalkingly stalking, I discovered life on the other end by verifying that this date of mine has signed into JDate in the past day. So what is he waiting for with regards to me? For me to forget about him? Things like that don't happen, not even to me, a woman with a terrible memory. The simple solution for me is to have no expectations, not even the lowest (that's not so simple for me), and to realize that boys suck. (No offense to all of you wonderful guys--you are all real men--who are reading my posts!)

Netflix Plea

So for my birthday I received the awesome gifts of a DVD player and a Netflix subscription. Being the recluse that I am, I should really be aware of all television shows and movies available, but, alas, I am not. So I am asking you, my blog viewers, to provide me with some movies or tv series that I should rent from Netflix. I would like to compile a decent list before beginning my subscription, so keep the suggestions coming! Thanks!

Blowfishes

Some of you may know of my obsession with blowfishes. I don't exactly know how it started, but sometime in high school I decided I could puff out my cheeks real big (it helps to be pudgy) and someone said I resembled a blowfish. Ever since then I have had an obsession with blowfishes. I even have one of those crystalish animal blowfishes that I got as a gift. Well, yesterday, while perusing DSW for some shoes (no, sadly, I did not find any), there was a shoe brand called Blowfish. How I am excited for the blowfish phenomenon to be catching on. Speaking of, I wonder how they came upon the name. Hmm...

Bathroom Experience

So I have heard that when men use urinals, they do not stand one next to another, but rather leave an empty urinal between them. I think the same should be true for women and stalls. Just recently I entered the bathroom with another woman. There were three stalls. My logic says that she picks one end and I pick the other. But no. She uses the middle stall. Why? Maybe because most people think the way I do, she thinks the middle stall is the least used and, thus, the cleanest. I really don't understand. As I sit doing my business, I observe the same woman flush the toilet with her foot. Acceptable. I do that often, as well. (So, of course, if I do it, it is acceptable.) But then she neglects to wash her hands. So what, because she flushes with her foot she is exempt from washing her hands?! I am glad I use public restrooms very infrequently.