A Second Refrigerator

It is scaring me to think that the electric bill is already outside the house. I do NOT want to see how much I will be paying.

I thrive on the basest of necessities. One of each kitchen appliance makes me happy. So happy in fact that I always try to kill the topic if the "necessity" of a second thingamajig or thingamabob ever bubble out the consciousness of my mother.

I have to pick up the bill tomorrow. I dread it. Although I can never run away from bills. I think God programmed me to be meticulous about instruction and respect for service providers.

Well, not all of mother's ideas get to be screened by me. She bought another refrigerator! And she stocks it with evil food!
I would have liked to sugarcoat the fact that its a "small" refrigerator, but an appliance capable of preserving food for a family of three is hardly NOT to be described a modest size. We are a THREE-member family with two refrigerators!

Now, despite my sighs and disappointment, I have learned to love that appliance and its evil food. On the other hand, it also does not fail to remind me of its adolescent, raging motor!

It seems a bit too late to murder the new member of our appliance, loved instantly as the tempting things it brings to me. I shall have to expect the worst for the bills I have to pay. I shall have to imagine I have a growing child to feed.

When

There is such a feeling, a feeling that is not entirely in your head....
Eating you up, that it makes you think instead...
A person, a thing?
It may as well be nothing!
But you see...you see...

When the obvious happens, you see and you will
That a nothing can be
A part of one, two or three!
Person, part, or place...
This is not a wild goose chase!

If it be...If you see...
Then that piece of truth shall set you free.

Is Sick

Hypochondriacs, BEWARE of the information that you will read in this post. I assure you you would be convinced that there is NO place without germs. (Exaggeration)

Germs. I have always prided myself as a hygeinic person. Well, I've had my share of boycotting bath time for a day or two, but I have always been careful about being CLEAN,SANITARY, and NEXT TO GODLINESS.
The last vestiges of my summer were spent in my room. I had NO money (since I had a shopping bug a few weeks back), and have shunned my social life due to my recent attack of depression. Check that last post here.
ANYWAY, I was crying over Confessions of a Shoppaholic (yes, WEIRDO) and eventually drowned myself in a romantic comedy movie marathon for therapy. I cleaned my room, burrowed myself in the sheets and stayed there for roughly more than 24 hours and would only get up for nourishment. Where will I get those GERMS?!
I slept soundly, slept the required six to eight hours of sleep that benefits my age group, and ended up with the FLU! The FLU!!
How can I have the flu? I was clean, with clean sheets, nourished, distraught with tears but otherwise healthy. Where did I get that bug?
It's rainy season once again and flu is getting its mojo back, but I have never socialized with a flu-vivor. How can I be sick? Is the AIR toxic now? Do I have to buy AIR from a purifying company?
I guess the only conclusion here is, we could lock ourselves up in a sterile environment and still be susceptible to the most common virus around (or in season). To those who want to peel their skin after reading this post, no harm intended. I am not liable for your sanity.