Writer's Block: Between the slices
Feb. 28th, 2010 06:24 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
I don't actually like sandwiches that much. I am one of those weirdos who likes to eat each individual item from the sandwich separately instead. On the rare occasions I do eat a sandwich the way it is meant to be eaten, I have to assemble it myself shortly before I eat it (meaning that if it's in a sack lunch, I pack each ingredient separately) so the bread doesn't become mushy and nasty from the mayo, mustard, lettuce, meat, etc.
Since I don't eat them that much, I don't really have a favorite sandwich. I tend to like hot sandwiches that aren't easy to pack in a lunchbox, like pulled pork, burgers, ruebens, cheesesteaks, or gyros if they count. I also generally like salad sandwiches like egg salad, tuna salad, and chicken salad. As for cold sandwiches, I like roast beef, salami, corned beef for meats, but I usually don't think much about the cheese and don't bother to add it if I make the sandwich myself. Bacon sandwiches (BLTs, bacon and fried egg sandwiches, etc) are good hot or cold. Basic turkey or ham (with or without cheese) sandwiches are fine but they're certainly nothing I particularly pine for; they're better if I can put a lot of extras on them like mustard and some vegetables to add some interest. Grilled cheese is good with soup and when I'm in the mood for it. However, I usually find grilled chicken to be too bland, even with a sauce, and I do not like peanut butter and jelly or fluffernuffers at all; I ate too many of them as a child and have been turned off forever.
In other news, I had fun at the '80s party in Kokora last night. I drove down with Shak and James and we met Rachel for a quick dinner at McDonalds beforehand, where we also ran into Dustin, Steffanie, Sherese, and Dustin's friend Yurie. The party was two hours all-you-can-drink (which is never worth it for me, lol; I paid Y3000 for three drinks!) but the music was good. I won Best Dressed Female and Best Dancer, woohoo! (And I got monetary prizes!). Afterward, Dustin, Steffanie, Shareese, Yurie, Brooke, and I got some food at an English pub and then went our separate ways; Steffanie and I stayed at Dustin's place overnight. I rode back this morning, leaving Shimonoseki at 10:45 and getting back to Hagi in the early afternoon.
Health-wise, while I was doing mostly okay at the party itself, things deteriorated after we left. It probably didn't help I had been bouncing around a lot and the club was so sweaty and there were people smoking. (Not many, but still). My coughs were really shallow, just these little jerks that didn't expel any phlegm but really irritated my rib or whatever. They would interrupt me when I was talking, and no matter what position was in I had to shift into sitting bolt upright and clutching my chest to attempt to make the phlegm dispel and disturb my ribs as much as possible. Once at Dustin's, the futon that was totally comfy and fine last time wasn't working for me at all; it was too hard and flat and dis-aligned my spine no matter how I tried to lie there so my rib was really aggravated. I lied there for a good 90 minutes before finally waking Dustin up and asking for some painkillers (the alcohol had worn off by then). He also suggested I use his bed, since it would have more give than the futon on the floor. It was really nice of him and I did end up getting some sleep. I continued the clutching-myself coughing the whole way back and since I've been home.
I really want/need to see a doctor about this rib-or-whatever thing. Now that the rib (or lung or muscle, etc) is involved (and frankly of more pressing importance) I don't think I need to go back to the other doctor, who I'm beginning to think was a bit dismissive in only giving me the five minutes of face time it takes to look down my throat. (You're not even going to listen to my chest, or ask if I have phlegm and what color it is?). However, I don't know what other clinic I need to go to (they're all divided by specialty) or where it is, and I would be unable to fill out the first time visitor form by myself-- and Ms. Nishimura decided to take a week-long vacation (without warning) and isn't around to help me. The Board of Education wasn't open today or I would have gone in to ask someone's help there, but I'm a little concerned about work tomorrow. I'll muscle through it-- I did once go to school three days with a burst appendix-- but, uck, I really just want this taken care of.
I don't actually like sandwiches that much. I am one of those weirdos who likes to eat each individual item from the sandwich separately instead. On the rare occasions I do eat a sandwich the way it is meant to be eaten, I have to assemble it myself shortly before I eat it (meaning that if it's in a sack lunch, I pack each ingredient separately) so the bread doesn't become mushy and nasty from the mayo, mustard, lettuce, meat, etc.
Since I don't eat them that much, I don't really have a favorite sandwich. I tend to like hot sandwiches that aren't easy to pack in a lunchbox, like pulled pork, burgers, ruebens, cheesesteaks, or gyros if they count. I also generally like salad sandwiches like egg salad, tuna salad, and chicken salad. As for cold sandwiches, I like roast beef, salami, corned beef for meats, but I usually don't think much about the cheese and don't bother to add it if I make the sandwich myself. Bacon sandwiches (BLTs, bacon and fried egg sandwiches, etc) are good hot or cold. Basic turkey or ham (with or without cheese) sandwiches are fine but they're certainly nothing I particularly pine for; they're better if I can put a lot of extras on them like mustard and some vegetables to add some interest. Grilled cheese is good with soup and when I'm in the mood for it. However, I usually find grilled chicken to be too bland, even with a sauce, and I do not like peanut butter and jelly or fluffernuffers at all; I ate too many of them as a child and have been turned off forever.
In other news, I had fun at the '80s party in Kokora last night. I drove down with Shak and James and we met Rachel for a quick dinner at McDonalds beforehand, where we also ran into Dustin, Steffanie, Sherese, and Dustin's friend Yurie. The party was two hours all-you-can-drink (which is never worth it for me, lol; I paid Y3000 for three drinks!) but the music was good. I won Best Dressed Female and Best Dancer, woohoo! (And I got monetary prizes!). Afterward, Dustin, Steffanie, Shareese, Yurie, Brooke, and I got some food at an English pub and then went our separate ways; Steffanie and I stayed at Dustin's place overnight. I rode back this morning, leaving Shimonoseki at 10:45 and getting back to Hagi in the early afternoon.
Health-wise, while I was doing mostly okay at the party itself, things deteriorated after we left. It probably didn't help I had been bouncing around a lot and the club was so sweaty and there were people smoking. (Not many, but still). My coughs were really shallow, just these little jerks that didn't expel any phlegm but really irritated my rib or whatever. They would interrupt me when I was talking, and no matter what position was in I had to shift into sitting bolt upright and clutching my chest to attempt to make the phlegm dispel and disturb my ribs as much as possible. Once at Dustin's, the futon that was totally comfy and fine last time wasn't working for me at all; it was too hard and flat and dis-aligned my spine no matter how I tried to lie there so my rib was really aggravated. I lied there for a good 90 minutes before finally waking Dustin up and asking for some painkillers (the alcohol had worn off by then). He also suggested I use his bed, since it would have more give than the futon on the floor. It was really nice of him and I did end up getting some sleep. I continued the clutching-myself coughing the whole way back and since I've been home.
I really want/need to see a doctor about this rib-or-whatever thing. Now that the rib (or lung or muscle, etc) is involved (and frankly of more pressing importance) I don't think I need to go back to the other doctor, who I'm beginning to think was a bit dismissive in only giving me the five minutes of face time it takes to look down my throat. (You're not even going to listen to my chest, or ask if I have phlegm and what color it is?). However, I don't know what other clinic I need to go to (they're all divided by specialty) or where it is, and I would be unable to fill out the first time visitor form by myself-- and Ms. Nishimura decided to take a week-long vacation (without warning) and isn't around to help me. The Board of Education wasn't open today or I would have gone in to ask someone's help there, but I'm a little concerned about work tomorrow. I'll muscle through it-- I did once go to school three days with a burst appendix-- but, uck, I really just want this taken care of.