Cling-on Samosas

Ok. So I know this is a bit much in the amount of posts I should be doing within half an hour, but whatever. Nothing's been up for a while and a lot has happened.

When Jay, Bobby, and I were driving back from Zuma to my place, we were telling Bobby about last night when all of the sudden I screamed, "SAMOSAS!" And Jay screamed back, "OH MY GOD!"

We made Samosas in the oven last night but never ate them. Before Jay and I left the kitchen after dinner he said to me, "I think something is still on in the kitchen, it feels warm." And I said, "Oh, shit. The oven. I totally left it on." And then I went to the kitchen to turn it off.

Apparently, we had left the samosas in the oven for probably 45 minutes. They're supposed to be there for only 10. When we came back we thought they would be crazy burned, but they miraculously weren't. And seeing as how hunrgry we were, they were delicious. The neo-conservative christians on campus must be right: Jesus must love me.

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You know, I don't want to seem clingy, but it can get kind of lonely around here. This weekend has been fun, because i've had the energy and the time to do stuff, but during the week I'll come home from school or work, and I'll be the only one here... it's quite lonely. It's nice to have alone time, but excessive amounts drive me into myself, which I don't like. It takes away from my social abilities. You know when you don't talk to anyone for a day, and then when you suddenly have to, it's really unnatural? That's what happens. Conversation outside of the mind becomes very difficult.

Hmm.. I think one of my toes got bigger. Weird. Did my toes get longer? This is freaking me out. I think I'm just tired and imagining things. I'll check on them in the morning. Yeah, i'm just imagining things. Yeah Susanne, just tell yourself that....

Anyways -- back to topic. So, clinginess. I don't find myself overly needy. In fact, I think I'm way low-maintence compared to other people. It would just be nice to ... hmm... I don't know how to put this. Damn. It would just be nice to have more than 3 minutes of phone conversation in 10 days when it's really not that difficult. Yeah. It would be nice, what can I say? Something... especially when I try. Whatever... I try. I think I'm not going to anymore though. What's the use?

I really don't know how still have so much sand in my hair. It's obsurd. The grains must be multiplying like rabbits made of sand.