I forgot to mention last night that Project Three Meals also includes 30 minutes of exercise. It's just a simply healthy plan with a simple yet somewhat fun name.

So, how did today go?

For breakfast, I had rotini and sauce. For lunch I had rotini with tomatoe sauce. For dinner, I had... well I didn't eat dinner. For my healthy snack I had a cliff bar. In addition to that I had one of merryperseis's mom's chocolate chip cookies. Shouldn't have had the cookie, but should have had dinner.

I did get in 30 minutes of exercise. In fact I got well over three hours in my walk to Lexington Center from purpleglitter's house. I didn't really have any particular reason for the walk. I didn't even do it for the exercise. I just needed to keep moving. I kept singing that to myself along the way, "Gotta keep move'n".

purpleglitter picked me up in Lexington Center and drove me back home.

I'd stay up and make the dinner I didn't eat today, but I'm not doing to well tonight. I'm quite twitchy and dizzy and I've already ended up on the kitchen floor twice this evening, and I don't trust myself handling a hot pot or pan. So I'm off to bed and I'll try to do better tomorrow.

purpleglitter and I decided a few days ago to just weather the storm and leave at the end of the lease rather than go through the rather large effort of kicking Bebe out. We've been wanting to move out of this pit for quite a while and with Massachusetts rental laws Bebe could drag out the process of kicking her out to within a month of the lease running out, anyway.

This morning, shortly after I awoke, purpleglitter started complaining that something is wrong with the stove. I noticed the problem was that it had been opened but not put back together properly. So, I ask Bebe if she did anything to the stove, she answered that the oven knob wouldn't turn, so she looked inside to see what was wrong with it.

I looked at the oven nob, and it had obviously been hit very hard, possibly by accident. Also the inside of the knob had been stripped. I asked her if she knew anything about it, she admitted to trying to twist the knob too hard when it wasn't turning and stripping the inside, but she claimed to not know what, if anything, could have hit the knob.

After Bebe left to go fishing (her new hobby), purpleglitter, who'd been sitting in the room the whole time, told me that while I was gone last night, she heard Bebe in the kitchen banging the oven really hard with a frying pan, and yelling about it not working. My question is why didn't she tell me about that, before I confronted Bebe? Why be so cryptic with "something's wrong with the stove"?

So, right now the oven is unusable, and I can't ask the landlord to fix it, because it's been obviously damaged by hand. Doesn't really matter to me, as I'm almost exclusively a stove top cooker. I don't care if it matters to Bebe. Lake doesn't cook. My only worry is that Ayana (the roommate moving in this week, possibly today) will want to use it. Maybe she's a stovetop cooker like myself, and it won't be that big of a deal, but if it is, I'll have to try to figure it out.

I painted green the handles and rims on various items of cookware in the kitchen. Now that Bebe has started eating meat more often I really don't want to be cooking with the same pans. And, if Victor ever moves in, he will probably be cooking meat. So, the new rule is green = veggie only.