09.02.06
Living the High Low-Life
For those of you unaware of everything that goes on in the epic saga of grandeur that is my life, I have again left the fair shores of Salem, Oregon and returned to my place of study at Trinity Western University. I bear a new title now, for I am the exalted uppper-classman. Having two years of training under my belt, I have come to grace the halls of the elite third and fourth years. We are a jolly bunch, hailing each other with vocal, back-slapping greetings, smiling at the memory of shared jokes and mutual suffering. The campus is our playground now, and we intend to spin the proverbial merry-go-round with the proverbial motorcycle, if you know what I mean.
As for myself, I was able to snag a spot in the apartment housing on campus usually reserved for student leaders. In this I am fortunate, for the only area wherein I am a leader is in the Halo 2 scoreboards. The rent, all told, is less than that of the dormitories, while the size is nearly tripled. I have a bedroom the size of my bedroom back home, a living room as large as the dorm room I resided in last year, a bathroom with two sinks and a tub, and a small-yet fully stocked-kitchen. There is just one catch: I have to feed myself. With my own cooking. Queue the Jaws music of doom right about now.
This would not be so bad if 1) I was on a budget so tight even the producer of The Blair Witch Project would despair, and 2) Canadians are a bunch of rich maple syrup slurpers. I am basing #2 on the fact that when I visited several Canadian grocery stores, including (but not limited to) a Canadian Costco, the prices were so high I had to stand on my tippy-toes to read them. Actually, while I mean to say that the prices were ridiculously steep, stating that I had to strain to see something only implies it is slightly above ground level. I can only assume that the Canadians have been exporting their hand-crafted igloos overseas (what else are you going to do with them), and the revenue has shot the market into the rafters. Let me put it this way: I could have spent same amount of money and gotten either a block of cheese or a new video game. It was a horribly painful decision, let me tell you.
So here I am, relaxing in a lovely apartment without a care in the world. Unless you considered a continued consumption of food a care. Then I might have one. We will see whether my budding cooking skills, pounded into me by my parents, will suffice. Or I could put some talent points into ‘Conjure Food’. Whatever works.
Elliot Swan said,
September 2, 2006 at 9:54 pm
You…cooking? I’m glad I’m not having to room with you, I’d probably just end up making rounds at the samples in Costco, going through all over again everytime they switch shifts.
And about time you post again…Then again, who am I to talk. I do have a few cookin’ though, I just need a few more erm, examples first.
Bri said,
September 2, 2006 at 10:43 pm
Yeah, The only thing I can really picture Peter doing in the kitchen is A) Opening the Fridge to see what takes no time, and even less work to prepare, or B) Just passing through on the way to the room that the 360 resides in. Haha, now I have this picture in my head of Peter in an apron, standing over a cookbook, holding like, a spatula-thing. Hee hee. Like that would ever happen. Thank goodness.
And I agree with Elliot, about the whole Costco sampling thing. Or I would just starve.
Beth Anne said,
September 4, 2006 at 9:55 am
nice. I think I can say I wouldn’t starve, but that’s because I would end up doing all the cooking.
Woot! In merely one day I shall join you, Peter!
Kala said,
September 4, 2006 at 12:08 pm
That scares me a bit, Peter. Let’s just hope you return. Alive.
Regarding cooking, all I can say is Mac & Cheese. Lots of that. And pb&j sandwiches. Yum. Although I think Elliot has something there with the whole Costco thing. Or just become an incredible moocher. That might work too.
Exit Reality said,
September 4, 2006 at 1:51 pm
Personally, I think a diet of Cinnamon Rolls and Crystal Water would be delightful. You should reroll, or perhaps Daniel will assist you?
your face b*tch!!! said,
September 4, 2006 at 4:03 pm
peter,
you are lucky you can live on bread and rockstar energy drinks. if i were you i would just steal from joel, because you know th guy is gunna be making himself food.
jediwannabe said,
September 4, 2006 at 8:27 pm
Haha, I’m glad someone caught that last referrence, Spence.
Bri said,
September 5, 2006 at 8:08 pm
But it will be a cinnamon-less roll if you only rely on Daniel. Mages can just conjure up bread and water, correct? You’re going to have to find cinnamon somewhere else
haha
jediwannabe said,
September 6, 2006 at 9:21 am
No, that’s what they conjure at the highest level. Cinnamon and all. Apparently cosmic control over the elements gives one quite the sweet tooth.
Lena said,
September 6, 2006 at 2:03 pm
I know I already gave you some cooking advice, at your mom’s request, but here’s some more. Since you don’t go for the all pretzels all the time route like me, noodles are not only fun to stick to the wall when they’re done, they’re cheap and filling and are only a DC 5 to prepare decently. Learn how to chop up garlic and put it with olive oil in a pan on med for a few minutes (stirring occasionally) and you have something to put your parmesan cheese on.
daniel said,
September 8, 2006 at 10:48 am
dude go for raman noodles. they are so good.
yea and you’re correct i do make some wonderful cinnamon rolls with water.
Bri said,
September 8, 2006 at 3:11 pm
Sweet…
Cousin Dennis said,
September 9, 2006 at 10:12 pm
Peter,
Sounds like you are living the high life… a large place, low rent and the gourmet cooking that you are sure to learn! Happy eating and studying…
Dennis
jrod said,
September 12, 2006 at 12:07 am
peter you’re slacking off on this forum
Joel said,
September 26, 2006 at 6:45 pm
Peter…. Honestly…. you bought a 5lb BLOCK of cheese! its supposed to be expensive! You didn’t just buy it… you FROZE it too.. hehe.