I’m happy to report that my hummus is indeed edible. Unfortunately it isn’t quite the consistency or texture I had hoped for. Sure it looks like hummus and it tastes mostly like hummus but it doesn’t feel like hummus. This is essential, of course, since hummus should be relatively creamy. Creamy enough to slather on a piece of Arab bread. Instead, I had yellowish clumps of paste which I desperately tried to “cream up” with some olive oil. Sadly, the leftovers are currently sitting in my refrigerator 4 days after the barbeque. I want to keep it around even if it gets a little green and moldy because, after all, it’s my first hummus and I’m the sentimental type.

I did not, thank god, fuck up the lemonade.

Glancing at the comments from my last entry, I think it’s safe to say that we’re all in the same reluctant back-to-school boat. I know it must be tempting to ditch this whole “learning” thing altogether. I’m taking a total of three classes, two of which are English literature courses and will undoubtedly make me crazy. But that’s ok because I think anyone who wants to read and write for a living are a little crazy to begin with.

Speaking of crazy, I’m convinced that Google is the largest and most inescapable Peeping Tom I have ever encountered. Over the past two months I’ve learned that Google released such things as Google earth, moon, video, talk and scholar. Perhaps I should be pleased with Google’s ability to take creepyily accurate satellite photos of my neighborhood or their assistance in making my plagiarizing career as an English student easier. Haven’t you heard? Google Soul will soon be released from Beta so you can search to see if you or your friends are damned for all eternity in a fiery, torturous pit of hell. Don’t fret, for you can type your sin into Google Redemption for results on how to save your pathetic soul from all your wrongdoings.