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This is what it could look like when one completely deconstructs a life as one knows it, and how to build from the ground up. Alternatively, this is a fresh look at an old story. The fine art of falling apart.

Not starving yet

Savoy Cabbage
Originally uploaded by
Abstract Magdalene.

Inspired by a cooking show (no, not the one where they chopped a live chicken's head off) where I finally got to see the secret to cooking spagetti squash, I went to the grocery store again (twice in as many days!) and picked up two. My thinking is if I mess one up really badly, I have another on hand to try again if the mood suits.

But when I got home, I changed my mind. I decided to stir fry chow mein noodles with savoy cabbage (I always wanted to buy one of those but had no idea what to do with it), mushrooms, hot peppers and onions. I think it took longer than usual, most likely because I don't really know what I'm doing, but the end result was pretty good. And given the fact that I'm not hanging over the toilet with food poisoning right now, I would call it an overall success.

Maybe I'll try the squash thing tomorrow. I also stopped at Chapter's to look at vegetarian cookbooks but didn't see anything that I would likely attempt to cook. I'm more of a simple kind of girl. So I picked up an older Stephen King novel and went to buy cabbage.

I'm feeling very reclusive today. I want to lock all the doors, turn off the phone and huddle in my bed under a nightlight reading some impressively thick book that will have me asleep in minutes (as if it were that easy). Images of a face come to mind and I'm uncomfortable with the sorts of feelings it stirs up. So, that's the plan.

Lights going out now.

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