sunshine0221's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Where Orange Juice Comes From Where Orange Juice Comes From, and I Need New Depression Coping Skills I happened to catch a few moments of Semi Homemade Cooking With Sandra Lee the other day. Sandy was macerating some frozen blueberries, and after adding some fresh orange zest, she said, and I quote, "And instead of using orange juice, I am just squeezing this stuff out of the oranges I zested." In other news, I have been feeling a bit blue. I'm not sure why, and the only reason I'm mentioning it is that I am pissed off that I am not one of those people who stops eating or cleans when they are depressed. My coworker has cleaning frenzies when she is SICK. If she were sick AND depressed, I am sure she would cook, clean, and build an addition on her house. Me, not so much. I go for the comfort food. And the not cleaning. I surround myself with chocolate. I've been eating everything with spoons for three days because I can't be arsed to run the dishwasher, and I will have to be naked tomorrow unless I do some laundry. Two conversations that happened today at work: #1 Me: Hey do you know what they're building across the street? Coworker: No, It was going to be a Dairy Queen, but they couldn't get financing. Me: I'm kinda glad. It would be not such a good thing. Coworker: Oh yes it would! We could get hotdogs and ice cream and snacks whenever we want. *pause* Coworker: And get so fat we don't fit through the door. Me: Exactly. #2 And in conclusion, I may be depressed, have used the bad C word, and have no forks or clean clothes, but at least I know where orange juice comes from. 8:54 p.m. - April 01, 2005 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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