I am one of the strangest people I know, except for maybe some of my friends, but that is besides the point. This morning I woke up incredibly early to read articles that I was supposed to read last night for a meeting with a classmate at 9:30 this morning. Well, it didn't take me as long as I thought it would to read the articles. I mean, I woke up a 6:30ish. So I ended up getting all of my work done and going to breakfast at 8:30 because I was really hungry, well hungry enough to eat. It is at breakfast where my weirdness seems to me to become extremely pointed.
You see, I am a product of several opposites: a north-west and southern mindsets, intelligent atheism and uneducated Christianity, and encouragment that I can do anything and discrimination for being a female (and short) to name a few. What have all those opposites turned me into? A kid who loves grits, a traditional southern breakfast food, and salsa on eggs, a traditionally western anytime dish.
At Oglethorpe last year, our food company, Bon Appetite, would serve breakfast burritos every once in a while with which they would serve salsa! Every breakfast I attended afterwards I was disappointed to find they did not feel salsa should be regularly available. I wrote comment cards about it. I'm very confident I was blatantly ignored. No worries, though (I know you are extremely worried...), we have a new food company, Aramark, that provides an omelet bar everyday! Now, I'm not the biggest omelet fan, I like over easy, over medium, fritattas, or scrambled better, but they have salsa at the omelet bar Every. Single. Day. When I first discovered the salsa I immediately asked the lady working behind it to put salsa on my scrambled. She thought I was crazy. I still think she thinks I am crazy, though she laughs at me now instead of scowling and lets me serve myself which I'm sure is against the rules.
What about salsa and scrambled eggs made me realize I was so strange? Well, 1) it is a weird (delicious) food combination, but 2) she told me today that she puts the salsa specifically on the edge of the thingy so I can reach around the plexy glass and serve myself.
Someone just sat down at the breakfast table and asked me what I was doing, to which I replied: I keep a blog to record my year so that a few years from now, I can look back and be like wow, I'm (insert adjective) and really narcissistic. So who am I today? I am a joyfully morbid person who values propriety and has an offending sense of humor. I like to consider myself an educated Christian although I doubt the educated part is always true. I know that if God is willing I can do anything I want to do, I just choose to not want to do the things I know I couldn't do like become a WNBA player or prostitute. Although I have short hair and often act like a ten year old boy, I'm confident in my femininity and am looking forward to finding a guy one of these days and getting married sometime within the next ten years. And I eat salsa on my eggs.
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