Thursday morning I found it odd that the bag of frozen fruit I use everyday to make my fruit shake was squishy. I thought, oh, either my roommie or I must've forgotten to close the freezer door all the way. Oh well.
Oh nothing. The refrigerator had a meltdown -- LITERALLY! This is the second time this has happened to me living in grad housing. It was DISGUSTING. I spent Friday waiting for the housing people to deliver a new refrigerator, emptying the 'frig, refilling the 'frig, and trying to figure out what to do with all the defrosted chicken and pork I had. I eventually decided to marinade most of the meat, and do a buffalo chicken fry-up with some of the chicken. Only, I forgot to get eggs to make the batter. Oops.
Today, I roasted all the pork (in two different marinades) and then I separated it all into individual portions and refroze the cooked meat. I still have to fry-up or roast the chicken that's been marinating. And I have to buy those eggs. Wonderful.
I also have another housing problem. My roommie is seriously thinking of leaving the program. To that end, she wants to take an LOA and move out at the end of the quarter. That would be fine with me if I didn't now have to worry about paying rent on the entire apartment. We're trying to get her housing contract changed from a domestic partnership to just an individual contract. That way, I wouldn't be liable for paying the rent for both rooms. However, that will depend on whether or not I'm within the "normative" schedule for graduating. If I am, great, I can be an individual contract-holder with her. If not... I really, really don't want to have to move again.
On top of all of this hassle, I got another parking ticket. Fuck me. I hate my life right now.
Oh nothing. The refrigerator had a meltdown -- LITERALLY! This is the second time this has happened to me living in grad housing. It was DISGUSTING. I spent Friday waiting for the housing people to deliver a new refrigerator, emptying the 'frig, refilling the 'frig, and trying to figure out what to do with all the defrosted chicken and pork I had. I eventually decided to marinade most of the meat, and do a buffalo chicken fry-up with some of the chicken. Only, I forgot to get eggs to make the batter. Oops.
Today, I roasted all the pork (in two different marinades) and then I separated it all into individual portions and refroze the cooked meat. I still have to fry-up or roast the chicken that's been marinating. And I have to buy those eggs. Wonderful.
I also have another housing problem. My roommie is seriously thinking of leaving the program. To that end, she wants to take an LOA and move out at the end of the quarter. That would be fine with me if I didn't now have to worry about paying rent on the entire apartment. We're trying to get her housing contract changed from a domestic partnership to just an individual contract. That way, I wouldn't be liable for paying the rent for both rooms. However, that will depend on whether or not I'm within the "normative" schedule for graduating. If I am, great, I can be an individual contract-holder with her. If not... I really, really don't want to have to move again.
On top of all of this hassle, I got another parking ticket. Fuck me. I hate my life right now.