Poverexic in NYC

Went to the Belmont yesterday with S and C.  I would say that while Friday was a poverexic-friendly day, Saturday was a completely anti-poverexic day.  No $5 lunch specials at the Belmont Stakes.  More like $8 drops of champagne, $8 sips of bourbon, $7 hot dogs.  The cheapest thing I could find was a $4 lemonade, so I had a glass of that in an effort to hydrate myself following a rough morning.  I had been drinking bourbon, bloody marys and champagne since 11am on the party bus (read: free booze), S had been drinking straight bourbon since 10am, and C’s alcohol tolerance had gone to shit and he now gets blackout off 2 glasses of bourbon, so all three of us literally passed out together through the majority of the races.  Luckily we woke up in time for the final race to people behind us yelling at S to “stop snoring and wake the fuck up,” just in time for S and C to place their pricey bets and 10 minutes later to lose it all.  I gambled vicariously through S and C and did not regret not placing my bet.

This has been a great day already and it’s only 12:30pm.

BOSS BOUGHT ME LUNCH TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND IT WAS CHINESE FOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  It was so incredible, I got L3 lunch special beef with broccoli with pork fried rice for $4.15 from King Wok!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Why are Tasty King and King Wok so rearry dericiousssss!!!!!!!!  This was a battle of the Kings — please observe a conversation later this evening with roomamte L:

me: BOSS BOUGHT ME CHINESE FOOD TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

L: GASPPPPPP!!!!!!! WHAT DID YOU GET?!?!??!?!??!?!?

me: L3 LUNCH SPECIAL BEEF WITH BROCCOLI WITH PORK FRIED RICE AND IT WAS ONLY $4.15!!!!!!!!!

L: OMG!!!!!!! WAS IT BETTER THAN TASTY KING?!??!??!?!

me: I DON’T KNOW I CAN’T DECIDE!??!??!??!??!

L: wait…… was that all you got for $4.15 though

me: yeah…….. 😦 no wonton soup with King Wok lunch special 😦

L: so it’s NOT a better deal than Tasty King lunch special

me: yeah no……….. Tasty King winner.

TASTY KING WINNER.

I have been experiencing some massive headaches since Saturday’s Crawfish Boil, but now I’m starting to think they’re hunger headaches, rather than crawfish headaches.  I guess I essentially haven’t eaten in 72 hours, given I was too nauseated to do so on Sunday, and I was too busy to eat yesterday or today.  Chips Ahoy and sour patch continue to be my breakfast, lunch and dinner, accompanied by countless cups of Starbucks coffee and an occassional chocolate biscuit.  I am hoping for some free lunch at the office tomorrow before I become a carbon copy of Starvin Marvin.

Happy June!  This is what I need for the summer:

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P.S. Check out the double chin on that bacon bra chick.

Speaking of double chin, things I’ve eaten today include: pringles, sour patch, chips ahoy, half a box of white rice

11:02pm

I am now convinced that what I have been experiencing for the past 24 hours has been a hunger headache.

Went to the LSU alum annual crawfish boil yesterday with S.  Though I do love crawfish I was hesitant to go as the event was $60, and given the Belmont is next weekend (also a $60 event) and also a $60 booze cruise coming up, I knew I would have to pick and choose all these $60 events, i.e., only go to one of them.  But S really really wanted to go and apparently none of his non-Southern friends wanted to go with him, so he lured me into going by offering to pay my ticket.  Well that changes things and of course I would never say no to a free crawfishfest and open bar event, though I felt bad so I offered to pay for the cab rides there and back in exchange (still an uneven exchange).

Anyway, the event was incred and there was free flowing beer and buckets and buckets of crawfish.  Each person got an entire tray of crawfish, a potato, corn and jambalaya.

2009 Crawfish Boil

I just thought this event was fantastic and S and I both went back for a second tray of crawfish and unknown amounts of Abita.  I thought the crawfish was absolutely great but apparently according to S it wasn’t so good.  Though I personally disagreed I can respect his opinion as I am aware that I am not really one for distinguishing good from bad foods.  As roommate L likes to joke, I was really only born with two sets of taste buds: 1) dericious and 2) rearry dericious.

I have to say that 24 hours later I may or may not have started to agree with S that the crawfish wasn’t so great, given the massive nausea and headache I have been experiencing for the past 24 hours.  It is now 6:30pm on Sunday and I haven’t eaten anything all day as I am pretty sure any Tasty King today will make me immediately vomit yesterday’s crawfish.  The upside of course is that I haven’t spent any money today.

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMOGMOGMOGMOG

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Baconnaise

Some comments I received from sending this around:

K: ew. that’s a bit much.  (what????????)

N: bacon mayo… makes me sick to my stomach thinking about it.  (WHAT?!??!???!!)

A: I saw that on Jay Leno.  (oh.)

J: the people who created this went to school with a bunch of my friends out here.  (!?!??!!???!??!?!?! SHUT UP)

me: I just squirted.  (tehehe)

When I visited my sister over the weekend I scored the biggest bag of candy I’ve ever held in my own two hands — it was like a little bag of heaven, with sour patch kids, sour watermelons, sour peaches, sour swedish fish, etc etc etc.  So since Monday I’ve been eating two handfuls of candy and three cups of coffee for breakfast.  Additionally for breakfast yesterday and today, I’ve been eating some delicious Mozart chocolates that I brought back from Vienna, along with 8-10 chocolate covered biscuits that my boss brought back from Vienna.

Then today for lunch I found two mini sandwiches on the office kitchen counter, and one of them had been clearly picked at.  To be honest the sandwich did look pretty disgusting and it had obviously been picked at, which is why I was confident that no one else would want that sandwich.  So I took it.  And then I was still hungry so I had one leggo my eggo that my boss had gifted me before going on maternity leave.

BEST EVENT EVER TONIGHT.  One of the greatest things about working in PR is getting to go to events like this:

Dylan's Un-Birthday

DYLAN’S UN-BIRTHDAY PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Let me just say that this party was phenomenal — SO MUCH FREE FOOD, all made of candy!!!  Apparently there was this “Top Secret Food Network Chef” contest thing where the chefs all had to create something using candy of some sort.  There were chocolate quesadillas, candy quiche, mac & cheese with candy corn (!!!), scallops with chocolate covered sunflower seeds, some sort of fish with a candy sauce, and turkey with candied fruit.  AND!!!  Lemonhead drinks with dum dums as stirrers.  It was incred.  And all you had to do was wear a silly hat — so I wore my blue sequined cowboy hat that I only wore once at our “Crossing the Border” party sophomore year when our room was Texas and the boys’ room next door was Mexico, and the firedoor was the border.  That was a good party.  Not sure if it beats Dylan’s un-birthday party.