I've been painting again. It feels so good. Midterms all this week and I'm grateful tomorrow is the last one. The tests weren't bad, but the group projects were. Taco Bell is making me feel sick again. I've practically lived on it for the last 2 years without problem, but now I always feel "ick" after eating there. I blame the cheese roll-ups (i.e. ghetto quesadillas). Apparently, lactose-intolerant people are not supposed to eat dairy, but aged cheese has never been too much of a problem for me--thank god. I couldn't live without feta. On that note, I'd go vegetarian were it not for pork. Any other meat I'm rather indifferent to (even beef medallions are blase now), but don't take away my chorizo. Or seafood. I've been craving linguini with mussels in a red sauce for a year, but the midwest is more concerned with cheap fried fish.
Speaking of fish, Jetsom, one of my two remaining betas, passed on to the great fishbowl in the sky this morning. All I have left is Herman (not named after Melville, he came with the name). Oh well.
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