As my readers(or at least those that are left)1 are probably aware, my parents are not in town. I am all alone. I can live the way I want. Apparently I want to go to sleep at two and wake up at ten. It seems I also want to eat cornflakes for breakfast with my coffee.
It’s not such a great thing living alone. I have to do chores like filling the water pots2, washing my clothes, switching on the water pump, watering the plants, etc, etc.
I also have to cook or buy my food. Cooking is adventure! But buying food is easier. 😛 So far the only cooking I’ve done consists of brewing coffee, cooking Maggi for lunch and today I toasted bread for dinner.
Tomorrow I will have to cook lunch because I’m out of Maggi. 😛 I’d better learn what the various dals are. 😉
I shall make rotis tomorrow for dinner. I’ve never made them before so this should be interesting. Mwahaha! Maybe I’ll fry some chicken. Frying stuff is easy. It’s the curries that screw you over. Don’t pinch the line. It’s copyright!
I’ve been living downstairs almost all the time. Normally I’d be in my room most of the time but a combination of the World Cup and laziness have made me a fixture in the living room.
I can also listen to music very loudly. I think my neighbours have realised that fact too.
Well, there’s really not much else to say. Oh yeah, Never absent-mindedly remove the cover of the vessel containing boiling water with your bare hands. It’s a stupid thing to do and it hurts.
1.Fishing for compliments here.
2.Okay so we use bottles, not pots. You got a problem if I say water pots?