i’m done with the MC. Sunday was my last day, so I fasted for 7 days which still seems pretty crazy to me considering how much i love food. yesterday I squeezed about 10 oranges and drank it all afternoon with massive amounts of pulp to make my stomach remember how to digest things i eat. then i made this massive pot of the busiest vegetable soup ever. there was about 10 different things in it: tomatoes, celery, onions, garlic, garbanzo/kidney/white, corn, potatoes, blah blah blah. it went on forever. i added a mess of spices and simmered that baby for 2 hours. it smelled so fucking good, i had to eat it even though i wasn’t supposed to yet, but also I wanted to expedite my “recovery” process and get my ass back to eating form. thursday, my work is treating us to lunch at Town Hall. I hope my stomach doesn’t explode. Their butterscotch pudding is to die for. As for what I am gonna order, i don’t know how i can possibly say no to braised lamb and polenta, two of my biggest weaknesses lately. But i’m gonna have to say no to red meat for a while. I also made reservations for lunch with young at Les Amis for the SF Dine About Town promotion.

compeltely unrelated, here is a song off of Deerhoof’s upcoming “Friend Opportunity” album, courtesy of salon.com
“the Perfect Me”