A Love of Spuds, Cleaning, and Ridiculous T.V. Shows

Recently, I've rediscovered my love of potatoes. Sounds completely stupid, but let me explain. I, being a really poor college student who forgot everything she learned about basic nutrition when she moved out, I don't eat very healthy. In the first few months after moving to the Forks, most of my diet consisted of Easy Mac, a variety of Ramen noodle flavors, and Mountain Dew. Well I shouldn't have been surprised when I started getting sick. Earlier this week, I had a very strange craving for potato chips. I ended up buying potatoes, which I haven't had for a long time. I realized that I missed the taste. I'm pretty sure that I'm gonna get sick of them by next week, and so the cycle continues.

I woke up this morning in someone else's apartment. It was too clean to be my house. The only indication that it was my house was the cages that line the west side of my bedroom. I cleaned the night before without even realizing! EVERYTHING is clean now, and I love how clean it finally is. Now, I don't have to worry about a sick full of dirty dishes or a dusty floor, at least until next week. 

I'm on a History Channel kick. I like the shows about hidden treasure, but I can't stand the shows about whether aliens helped the Egyptians build the pyramids. I think they're stupid. One question they asked was, "Is the movie 'Cowboys and Aliens' based on a true story?" Haha, no. Sounds more like the rantings of a crazy person. I like the History Channel that shows real events, like stories about the founding of America or ancient civilizations or British royalty. I don't want to hear about aliens, it just seems to far fetched for the History Channel to show, leave that stuff for the Sci-fi channel.

I've found out that I do love one really stupid show, "the Regular Show". It's my little guilty pleasure on Cartoon Network. For some reason I think it's hilarious. I don't think there should be an age limit on cartoons, unless it's "Dora", because that's just weird. I also still like "Spongebob", but then again, who doesn't that's my age? I find cartoons relaxing after a long day at school or an even longer day at work. Something about just blanking out on the idiot box calms me down.

Something popped in my head about my rat babies, maybe they do like me as more than a source of food. When I walked in the door after Monday's night work, my rats both leaned against the side of their cages and looked at me like they wanted attention. I held Marcie first, then Fiona. Fiona has started to get somewhat aggressive in her attempts to nip me when I try to hold her, so I had to get the spray bottle. Fiona hates getting her fur wet. Marcie's getting used to me day by day, and soon I can train her to ride shoulders, clap, and even high-five. Hopefully, soon I'll only need one cage for both of them, but they still need to get used to each other.