the wrong crowd

Our karaoke CDs didn't work for some reason. Suck. So I just did "Mysterious Ways" and "Magic Man." I was a little drunk, as I'm dieting and had a Cadillac. Steve and I had stopped drinking them there, because, well, duh. Too strong. And we'd forgotten how strong. Still, it's a good deal to get you in the mood quick.

Tequila has that effect on me still. Or maybe it's just karaoke. Hm, I dunno. It's nice not to be maudlin at karaoke anymore though. Those two months were shit. Maybe I should have been maudlin but I flirted with the foreigners and others so I was ok. I was in complete tease mode but I think no one really cared. Or they were just too passive-aggressive to call me out. Whatever.

I forgot to defrost chicken. Maybe I'll scramble an egg. Or have a cheese sandwich. (My diet is like anti-atkins, brown rice/whole wheat bread, and one serving of protein a day.) I actually made some really damn good chicken the other day, homemade rub of just um, a bunch of spices* thrown together with a bit of flour, then use cooking spray to fry it on medium heat. I was totally worried about using flour re: calories, but the serving size is twice what I put in for a hundred calories, and you don't use all the flour, nor does one person eat it all. So it's no big deal, and it came out really juicy, and smelling up the whole house like chicken.


* garlic powder, paprika, salt, lemon pepper, cumin, basil, more or less.