ice cream?

6/26/99

I’ve forgotten to take my vitamins for the past week. No wonder I’ve been so lethargic, lying around in my basement like a big slug.

Highlight of Yesterday: Apple Zaps for breakfast. Apple Zaps are Apple Jacks’ less affluent cousins. They live in the bags in the bottom row of the cereal aisle, with their neighbors: Rice Crisps, Fruitangy Oh!s and Frosted Flakers. Apple Zaps do all the damage of Apple Jacks, tearing up the gums and roof of the mouth, and they’re super-grainy and not-so-tasty. Yum.

Today I was up early (10:00.) My best friend from high school showed up around 10:15. We hadn’t seen each other in, what, a year, or something, so we caught up for a bit, checked out each other’s websites, and went out for ice cream.

Ice cream’s a big deal in an agricultural college-town. The ice cream in Ann Arbor was fancy-schmancy, all gooey, gourmet flavors: “Ooh, I’ll have the banana-mocha-almond-fudge chunk-1/4 inch caramel ribbon-with-imported-dried-cherry-bits...one and a half scoops, please...in a chocolate chip, coconut-flavored waffle cone.”

Here in East Lansing, there’s the standard Baskin-Robbins and all that, but the real ice cream is local. And the flavors are many. But it’s not so complicated. They just put whatever they think of into the ice cream. At Melting Moments, the best-known local shop, there are a few favorites: Tollhouse, etc. And the usuals: blueberry cheesecake, candy cane, pecan praline. And a few, just totally wigged out. Coffee Cake? Today I had Cinnamon Peach Cobbler ice cream. Manda had Almond Joy. And we both had plain waffle cones, but the bottoms of the cones were lumpy and huge, because the waffles were fried and folded yesterday.

While geocities was down yesterday I finally created my notify list. It’s not so much for notifying, really, because I write in the journal just about every day, but mostly for extra juicy bits. And I’d really like to establish some sort of communication with anyone who might read this, but I guess we’ll see how whether that happens or not. Just an experiment.

My cat has a bump on her nose. Don’t know what it is, just a little bump of some sort, kind of off to one side, about the level of her eye. It’s not tender; she lets me poke at it all I want. I do not want to have to take the cat to the vet again, why do these things happen to my cat?