I was pretty much hung over all day Saturday. It was a very unproductive day. At least I went to bed early at like 10PM. I was planning on getting up early Sunday to go to the Original Pancake House but I decided to make my own breakfast.

I told Mary Ann that I would take her to sushi on Sunday so I figured I'd save some money and finish up my remaining eggs. I made a passable meal of fried eggs with tortillas. I was once again a little sad about Lidia. She could pop this meal out in about 10 minutes.

I'm seriously thinking about teaching myself how to be a good cook. I've got addicted to watching "America's Test Kitchen" on PBS and they make difficult recipes look almost easy, almost.

My main problem with this is that, aside from needing decent cookware, the recipes they make feed 4 or 6 people. It's a pain in the ass to cook only for yourself. I was thinking of cooking for Mary Ann but I think that may give her the wrong idea of our relationship. This also made me think about Lidia and how she wanted me to cook for her more often.

It seems that the longer we're apart the closer I become to the kind of guy she really wanted in the first place. More irony, I guess.