I feel like an Egyptian
Just a few stories that have compiled themselves over the summer:
I was working at your friendly neighborhood GI Joes and stocking the bug repellent aisle. Using my handy dandy box knife, I sliced open the box I grabbed from the warehouse to find a full box of citronella candles... teardrop shaped citronella candles. Then I thought to myself, "I didn't know they made Islamic citronella candles." Then realizing my train of thought, laughed outloud because here I was in Newberg, Oregon thinking that an outdoors store had some consideration for any sort of religion. and it just so happened that a coworker walked by and probably thought I was mad, because I was standing laughing at the citronella candles.
The other day Nick was over and we were eating lunch before going to watch a guys soccer game. I didn't really feel like driving, and Nick drove his moped over to my house. Yes, my boyfriend owns a moped. heehee! So, we decided to just take the moped. Well, the seat isin't exactly huge... so there we were, 2 of us crammed onto the moped, his knees sticking way out on the sides and me crunched in the front scootin along the road to the game. Minus the helmets, I felt like an egyptian.
The day the freshman come to George Fox, the cafeteria pulls out this exquisite meal to increase the expectations of the students (which is a mistake) and to trick the parents into thinking that their child will get the kind of food they pay for. oh the ways of this world. So just coming from soccer practice, our team moves in; hot, sweaty, and moving like a mass of lethargic hippos. Then my whole persona flipped--my eyes became wide with disbelief, my jaw dropped open to that attractive state where its possible that drool may drop BECAUSE there, in a huge bowl, were lentils, followed by a plate of pita bread (close enough right?) and hummus. It was a great day and I felt like I was home. To me, this was comfort food. I felt like an Egyptian.
oh, and side note: I stopped by Margaret's blog (Margaret, I love it!) and was reading and laughed out loud when I read this: "I remember what I was like as a freshman. I don't remember being a giggling, tube-top wearing, brainless bimbo, but I was more highschool than college. Anyway, it's a good time to leave." So I guess this is the PR coming out of me telling you all to stop by Margaret's blog. its a good one.
Hope school is going well for all y'all.
I was working at your friendly neighborhood GI Joes and stocking the bug repellent aisle. Using my handy dandy box knife, I sliced open the box I grabbed from the warehouse to find a full box of citronella candles... teardrop shaped citronella candles. Then I thought to myself, "I didn't know they made Islamic citronella candles." Then realizing my train of thought, laughed outloud because here I was in Newberg, Oregon thinking that an outdoors store had some consideration for any sort of religion. and it just so happened that a coworker walked by and probably thought I was mad, because I was standing laughing at the citronella candles.
The other day Nick was over and we were eating lunch before going to watch a guys soccer game. I didn't really feel like driving, and Nick drove his moped over to my house. Yes, my boyfriend owns a moped. heehee! So, we decided to just take the moped. Well, the seat isin't exactly huge... so there we were, 2 of us crammed onto the moped, his knees sticking way out on the sides and me crunched in the front scootin along the road to the game. Minus the helmets, I felt like an egyptian.
The day the freshman come to George Fox, the cafeteria pulls out this exquisite meal to increase the expectations of the students (which is a mistake) and to trick the parents into thinking that their child will get the kind of food they pay for. oh the ways of this world. So just coming from soccer practice, our team moves in; hot, sweaty, and moving like a mass of lethargic hippos. Then my whole persona flipped--my eyes became wide with disbelief, my jaw dropped open to that attractive state where its possible that drool may drop BECAUSE there, in a huge bowl, were lentils, followed by a plate of pita bread (close enough right?) and hummus. It was a great day and I felt like I was home. To me, this was comfort food. I felt like an Egyptian.
oh, and side note: I stopped by Margaret's blog (Margaret, I love it!) and was reading and laughed out loud when I read this: "I remember what I was like as a freshman. I don't remember being a giggling, tube-top wearing, brainless bimbo, but I was more highschool than college. Anyway, it's a good time to leave." So I guess this is the PR coming out of me telling you all to stop by Margaret's blog. its a good one.
Hope school is going well for all y'all.
posted by Lindsay at ٣:٣٠ ص
3 Comments:
can you walk like an egyptian?
haha, advertising for my blog!
haha, I guess cafeteria food is no different anywhere else. Don't you love the prospective student days when the salad is actually green and there's so many good options you don't know what to pick?
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