Someone recently posted a comment suggesting that I return to writing more about my daily experiences, and less about news. I actually prefer to write about daily experiences, but was under the impression that people preferred news. Thanks for the comment. I will try to return to the style of my early 2007 phase. Perhaps I could label it my Sentimental Period.

In this spirit, let me briefly complain about the daily horrors of cooking. I can’t use our gas stove and oven. And in the morning I like to have coffee before I leave for work. But because the generator is off from 5:00 AM to 9:30 AM, if I want coffee before I leave I need to boil water on the stove. This requires, in a half-asleep stupor, lighting the gas stove. I suck at this. It takes at least 3 or 4 tries. I probably consume 75% of the matches at my apartment. I hurt myself frequently.

The other day I was trying to light the oven, which is more difficult than the stove. I got it on my first try. I was so pleased with myself that I stayed crouched on the floor, just staring at the flames. Absent-mindedly, I rested my chin on my fist, forgetting that I was still holding a smoldering match. My chin still has burn marks to help me remember this beautiful moment.