Ko cooked for her advisees and a bunch of friends last night. HUZZAH! A splendid time was had by all. To prepare, I made my room look as decorated as possible with only my two Sandman images (the third being broken) and my Hero lobby cards, as my poster tube is still MIA. I tacked up our tapestry-drape thing on the other wall so it wouldn’t look so bare. Then Ko and I cut out the “used” images from my Discworld calendar and used them to cover the closet doors, formerly our “Get Fuzzy” wall. Then as Ko chopped several thousand pounds of vegetables, I decorated the kitchen with pictures of peppers and of those veggies cut up to look like animals, taken from a mini-calendar. We had restored the Door of Liberalism at at earlier date.

In the end, we devoured almost all of the enchiladas and beans, but only half the pico de gallo. Here, Ko sheepishly brandishes the remains. Food for us the next few days is going to be like the days following Thanksgiving and Christmas, where every meal includes some form of turkey.

Oh, and check out the most godawful eyesore in Philadelphia, now blemishing the view of the city from our dorm room window. How they got zoning rights for those paint colors in a city of bricks and whites and beiges is beyond me. How anyone not colorblind could approve such a scheme boggles the mind. How anyone with that color taste could become an architect without being shot by his professor to spare the world from future trauma, the world may never know.

Breakfast today was a Mexican Omelette, made from our ridiculous overabundance of leftover pico de gallo and a bit of feta, which is not Mexican but the only cheese I had on hand. Yummy! For lunch, I made a Mango Lassi to go with leftover pad thai. I used honey instead of sugar, and result is delicious! Though next time, I’ll use a bit less yogurt.

(Yes, I’m going to subject you to my culinary exploits for the forseeable future. Deal with it. Think of me as Jane Espenson, except without any of the wisdom, writerly talent, or industry savvy.)