Things I miss about Arizona:
• Circle-K Polar Pops
• The Nothingness of the Desert
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call me walter white the way i am cooking in places i am not supposed to
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Ordering takeout because fuck it i barely ate yesterday due to the nausea and I don't wanna fuck myself over and contribute to more pain waiting until midnight to make a meal today. It was TERRIBLE last night
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but see if i quit my job nice old women will not coerce me into taking sweets and treats home everyday
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cold process philtres are most unsung to be certain. I do love canning my rinses for later but ughghghghgghghggh the effort.
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heartbreaking: the horrifyingly ambiguous concoction you just blew up your kitchen making doesn't taste good :(((
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its been a while since ive done microwave poached eggs i hope i got the method right
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someone fully stole my seat at dinner in the dining hall. I moved a chair out so I could pull my wheelchair up to the table and sat my ID and coffee cup at the spot. Generally, personal items being on the table is a sign that someone is sitting there and you don't sit with strangers without asking first (it's a formality, it's rare people say no). I came back to the chair being moved back, someone sitting in it, and my stuff I swear was moved further towards the edge of the table. I wanted to be mad but honestly there was baby corn at the ramen bar and I was too excited to eat my ramen to actually get into an argument so I passive-aggressively moved my stuff to the table next door (which was the same size and TOTALLY EMPTY so I don't know why they took my seat???) and ate my ramen. It was very good and then I got ice cream in a comically large bowl bc they were out of small ones so really nothing to complain about overall.
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Sis enlisted the help of her friend to help pack back dinner for all of us. Rather than packed it in a box, the stall just wrapped the Sambal Stingray in banana leaf and aluminum foil. The ray or at least part of its fin is pan-fried with banana leaf underneath before smothering it with sambal chilli paste. The flesh is sweet and succulent, if not a little spicy from all the fiery sambal. The pickled onions and cincalok is eaten together with the stingray.
The poor Omelette had been squashed into a ball because the stall didn’t provide a container for it. But at least the omelette is still fluffy and soft with prawns and onions in it, just that it won’t win any Instagram award for appearance.
Another lackluster presentation is this Hotplate Tofu which is supposed to come with omelette underneath. Instead, a fried whole egg was given and the portion was miserably small considering four of us are sharing it. :(
Luckily, the friend also bought a big portion of Chai Tow Kway (菜头粿). This white carrot cake is the savoury version as opposed to the black carrot cake which uses sweet sauce.
To take away some of the heat from the sambal chilli, here is a cup of ice cold Avocado Milkshake sweetened with palm sugar (gula melaka) to cool you down.
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It's really funny how I used to think that "your brain finishes developing at 25 and you can better understand and predict consequences" meant I would stop making ridiculously bad decisions.
I thought I would stop having *absolutely flawless* ideas that turned out to be terrible upon execution.
Instead, it means that now when I get a ridiculous idea, I think to myself "this is probably a bad idea; if I do this, the most likely result is [unwanted consequence]," and then I think "ok, but what if that doesn't happen, what if I pull it off really well and [*absolutely flawless original idea] happens instead?" and then I do it anyway.
It's like getting the "Are you sure?" pop-up and clicking "ok" instead of "cancel."
And the worst part is that I can't even be mad at the consequences anymore, because I knew exactly what would happen.
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genuinely drink so little alcohol that i just have never been drunk which has the side effect of not knowing what my limits are at all
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