This has been a week of musical discoveries. Yay! And when I dropped by my parents' place, nobody was around (I'm sure one or both of my brothers were still in bed, but it takes more than a doorbell to get them up) so I couldn't hand my father the cd I made especially for him last night, because of which much frustration was had as I had to find a new cd-burning program, seeing as how the one that came installed on my computer clearly sucks and keeps sending Microsoft error reports and shutting down.
The other day at the grocery store, I apparently went temporarily insane and/or blind: I bought asparagus-stuffed tortellini. Asparagus. That's just about the only vegetable I can't bring myself to like and they must have jumped into my hand when I was reaching for the meat-filled kind. They're cooking now, so I'll see if a little pesto can remedy things and hopefully mask the flavour a tad. What I want to know is, why the hell don't they make spinach-filled pasta? That would be grand.
I just had a shower and have concocted instant memories of Vietnam -- one lemon + water + a generous spoonfull of sugar + icecubes = yum.