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Pasta Battle
Jan. 31st, 2006 02:03 pmI would like to take a while to sing the praises of LiDL instant pasta, which I am alternately burning myself with and eating with chopsticks at the moment. Anything "instant" sounds fairly revolting from the outset, but this is far from the studentiness of Super Noodles - it's true that it resembles a pile of grit and a mass of dry vague semicircles when you tip it out into a pan, but after adding water and boiling the daylights out of it for a few minutes, the smoke clears to reveal a mass of surprisingly edible vague semicircles. True, it's not exactly Gordon Ramsay, but it works.
The reason I'm eating with chopsticks is that apparently if you're totally useless with them like me, being forced to eat more slowly makes it feel as if you've eaten more. This is because following a number of comments from my dad around the Christmas period, I have resolved to stop moaning about how fat I perceive myself to be and do something about it. The main reason, I feel, is the lack of proximity of a DDR machine, which is pretty much the only exercise that I've got since I learned to drive. (I recently realised that I'd missed my chance to come home to my siblings and say "You lot can all move up a bike", which was very funny in my head. Does the same bike hierarchy exist anywhere but my family? Ramble, ramble.) I have resorted to doing fifty sit-ups a day, normally just before bed as I completely forget about them until then.
Surprisingly I did some work on my project yesterday - it now has a GUI instead of putting everything on the command line, but no matter how low your expectations are you'd be disappointed if I showed it to you. It looks pretty appalling, but it's in a window now, and if that's good enough for Microsoft it's good enough for me. I give up, I'm going to get a fork.
The reason I'm eating with chopsticks is that apparently if you're totally useless with them like me, being forced to eat more slowly makes it feel as if you've eaten more. This is because following a number of comments from my dad around the Christmas period, I have resolved to stop moaning about how fat I perceive myself to be and do something about it. The main reason, I feel, is the lack of proximity of a DDR machine, which is pretty much the only exercise that I've got since I learned to drive. (I recently realised that I'd missed my chance to come home to my siblings and say "You lot can all move up a bike", which was very funny in my head. Does the same bike hierarchy exist anywhere but my family? Ramble, ramble.) I have resorted to doing fifty sit-ups a day, normally just before bed as I completely forget about them until then.
Surprisingly I did some work on my project yesterday - it now has a GUI instead of putting everything on the command line, but no matter how low your expectations are you'd be disappointed if I showed it to you. It looks pretty appalling, but it's in a window now, and if that's good enough for Microsoft it's good enough for me. I give up, I'm going to get a fork.
