North Korean Diet

The situation here is pretty stable.

Halloween was a sloppy mess. Whatever enthusiasm you feel when walking outside for the first time with your costume is automatically shattered when you see some idiot wearing the same thing you are. Within the span of the time it took me to get to the bar where I was going I found about 7 or 8 other Where's Waldo's.

Since I'm cheap and didn't want to spend $20 bucks on the authentic red and white striped sweater, I bought a brown and white, boys aged 12-14, striped zip-up from the ABC Super 99 retail outlet down the street from my apartment, at an economically priced $6.99.

I wore it with my brown corduroy pants and brown winter hat. I told everyone I was going for a more festive, Earth-tone Waldo, and there lies the solace I managed to salvage.

And now to explain the meaning of the title of this post...

My recent employment has left me considerably less paid than when I was a paralegal taking orders from extremely overworked associates. Still I am able to pay all the bills and have a little left over for causing mischief and mayhem. This goes without saying that I've obviously had to make some sacrifices, beginning with the food I consume.

We have staff meals every day at the Japanese restaurant where I work, so its dinner that I'm left to fend for myself. After reading a recent article on how the North Koreans creatively dealt with famine during the mid 1990's, I was inspired: I am not going grocery shopping until I've expired all the edible things in my apartment.

Tonight's dinner:

Curry Grits
Stale Olive Bread w/ Honey and Butter
Pancakes w/ Nutella (1/2 of the actual Aunt Jemima mix for the flavor, 1/2 Flour to add substance)


Tomorrow's Potential Dinner:

Regular Grits
About 8 Rotini Shells w/ stale Ragu sauce (pour water in the bottle to make it look like there's more in there...)