I slept through my 12:30PM class this morning.
No, actually I didn’t, but I dreamed that I did. When I finally got up, my thought process was something to the effect of “I’d better get up so that I don’t sleep through my 2:00 class as well. Wait… I couldn’t have slept that long. I wonder if I just dreamed that. Where’s a clock… 11:05. Oh, thank goodness! …”
So now I’m sitting in my room in my wonderful, air-conditioned room in my boxers listening to David Bowie and eating a mad horticulturist’s experiment gone strange. Here. The facts are these:
1) I bought a cantaloupe at Makro for 47 bhat.
2) I waited a full week for it to ripen. It never did.
3) When I cut open the cantaloupe, the flesh was distinctly green.
4) It tastes rather like honeydew.
5) On the outside, it is definitely a cantaloupe. Not a honeydew.
Maybe I’ll take a picture so you don’t think that I’m insane. (I’m not, mind you!–)
By any measure, it’s not especially good, and I need to shower and eat lunch and make it to campus by 12:30. Ta ta!
