oh yeah, scallion pancakes and a smoothie for lunch, thank you very much.
so gary came over in the evening and spent the next 3 hours bitching about the downturns in his life. i basically sat there and nodded every once in a while, murmuring agreement with the things he said. i felt like i was his personal psychiatrist, and that he could dump whatever problems he was having on me, and i'd somehow make it better by the simple fact that i sat there and listened. he left feeling guilty because he could sense i was overloading on his gripes.
dinner, dumplings with a raspberry orange smoothie. the smoothie took a while to make, the frozen raspberries clogging up the blender. i had to poke at it repeatedly with a chopstick in order to loosen the ingredients. the final result tasted just like raspberries and oranges, with little bits of raspberry seeds getting stuck in my teeth.