. FEAR . THE . MOOSE .

Monday, October 12, 2009

grocery shopping

today stacey and i went grocery shopping.

you know your life is sad when grocery shopping becomes a social event.

"hey guys, let's go GROCERY SHOPPING!"

"YES!"

"i'll drive!"

no, i am not exaggerating.

almost every time i go shopping, i go with at least one other person. last time it was five people, and that's not uncommon. that's the best because then you're running around and bumping into everyone all over the place, comparing cereals and recommending apple brands.

i love the ritual of it all. piling in the car, pulling into the giant parking lot, getting our carts and embarking on our mission.

all the essentials are systematically added to our respective carts:

apples

bananas

milk

cheese

yogurt

pasta

cereal

cookie mix

deodorant

i really love running into her near the eggs and yelling at her to get out of my way and watching people's reactions when they don't know that we know each other.

what's more is, i think that, from my observations this past trip, Giant is quite a common destination for many groups of college students. today there was this one group of (obviously) college guys there, who i kept on running into. there were four of them, i think, but they surprised me a bit with their purchases:

"hey guys! you want me to pick up some asparagus? i love asparagus.."

and then i was stuck at the deli with them too. they were buying a bunch of different exotic cheeses. what regular college guy buys asparagus and half a pound of imported aged gouda (and two other cheeses that i have never heard of...)?

i couldn't help being curious...

as we progressed, stacey and i would use our mobile devices to inform each other of our shopping progress [real samples of communication]:

r: "hey have you got deli meat yet?"

s: "nah, but english muffins are on sale- buy one get one free"

r: "really.... hmm..."

.....

r: "oh my gosh the lines are loco up here"

this is just one of the many things i enjoy about college. when else will i be able to call up one of my best friends just to go grocery shopping with them?

the best part is coming home and actually having food in my section of the fridge and in my cabinet. i haven't had food for a week and a half. now my sections are literally filled to overflowing.... a very good feeling, indeed.

lies, lies, lies.

first of all, i would like to say that stacey was being completely satirical in her last post. don't love it, brittany, because she lied.

stacey lies.

everyone knows that stacey hates sunday nights. everyone. stacey was just making fun of lauren and how lauren loves to treasure the little moments of life (like eating home-grown tomatoes or challah bread, making pancakes, or visiting ghetto schools) and didn't mean a word of what she said.

second of all,

well, there is no second of all.

now i'm gonna make a video with lauren.

[LAUREN MADE ME DELETE THE VIDEO BECAUSE IT WAS DUMB]

well that's cute. haha. NOT.

ok the end.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Sweet Sunday Nights:

Sigh, Sunday nights are my favorite.

Lauren has a full conversation with no one in particular about what she will be wearing to her next costume party from her room. Brielle and I just sit her studying.

[ lauren waltzes across the living room. does a quick headstand & comments on the current muscle group that she strengthened at the gym today]

Stacey & Brielle: silence.

Lauren: starts to sing her own rendition of "breaks my hearr -are are artt are art" by Regina Spektor.

Silence is golden on Sunday nights. The sweet hum of the single cricket that lives in our house. The sound of the ambulance blaring down 193, the clippity clippity clap clap click click click of the typists each singing their own tune with their fingers. The water dripping into the bucket under the sink. The bugs chirping outside our window, as in, right outside our window. Actually - it sounds like they have somehow found a way to lodge themselves inside space between the screen and the inside window.

Homework is being done. Texts are being answered. Noses are being sniffed and blown because despite the fact that the leaves are falling in picturesque rotations to the ground to the tune of the autumnal chorus - we are still in the middle of cold season. make that flu season. i mean, swine flu season.

yeah - sundays are the best.

Sunday nights. With Regina.

Stacey: Ewww killl that cricket!
Lauren: Brielle step on it. It's just a cricket
Brielle (swinging her legs off the floor and practically standing on the couch): You kill it!
Lauren: Not with my bare feet!

Also. I studied today from 2pm till now and am planning on more. YESSSSS.

Right now, Brielle is enviously glaring at Joanna's whole wheat muffins and really looking as if she is going to take one.

Regina Spec is in the background. Coffee is being consumed. Conversation is sporadic. Loud music periodically blares. Phones ring. Keys on computers are clicking. Homework is happening. Sunday. Lovely lovely Sunday.