i returned to consciousness at noon, made some belgian waffles for lunch. i haven't been eating a lot of waffles lately because they're messy to make, the batter constantly spilling out from the waffle iron. the iron is also hard to clean because of its electronic components, so usually it just remains a greasy mess. after lunch i went through all my end-of-the-month bills, writing out checks. i renewed a bunch of magazine subscriptions (fangoria, tv guide, mac addict), paid my mortgage, paid my cellphone, filled out my biweekly unemployment postcard, signed the account transfer for my life insurance policy, and even had time to send amanda garnier a birthday card. after dropping off the stack of letters into the nearest mailbox (the only time i went out today), i came back home, surprised to see that the moat that surrounded by house a day or two ago has now mostly dried up.
after consulting with four different cookbooks and finding nothing i wanted to eat, i ended up heating a can of chicken soup and dumping last night's leftover rice into the pot. while the soup was simmering over the stove, i was doing the dishes, and broke my first glassware, one of the tumblers, when i accidently chipped it on the faucet spout and then dropped it into the sink.
tonight's tv lineup featured the celtics losing at home to the houston rockets (starring yao ming in a secondary role) and history channel documentaries about the secret axis aircrafts of WWII.
and finally, five songs from my recent playlist: