Cravings and Stuff

I missed posting yesterday because as J pointed out, I was passed out from work and school which caused me to stay up an unconscionable amount of time. So that is why, the entire day I've been thinking about what to write about when I got a few free moments. Perhaps something about something I heard on NPR this morning regarding voting. How every vote counts and many elections are much closer than people think; that we live in a purple nation and that the primary colors of red and blue are far to simplistic. I thought about how I when I register to vote, I am not going to pick a party because I too am purple. To describe me as democrat or republican is also far too simplistic as I see positives and negatives in both parties. I admit though that I'm a deep bluish purple.

I was also thinking about another topic relating to the latest post from Matt Harding over at Wherethehellismatt.com. I guess Matt had met a black man, named Lloyd, who had lived in Thailand for seven years but felt that he couldn't belong there because he felt the people were racist. Matt and his friend being white men, replied with the typical white response of how they had similar experiences in places like Africa. Matt realized how inadequate this response was and in my comment, I said I wished white people would just acknowledge that they could never understand. But again, I was thinking about that situation and how nothing anyone could say could make things better or at least more equal. I thought about how, even I, as a minority, but an Asian American, could never understand what an African American feels. We have some stuff in common but to be honest, it's much harder to be black and I can never know what that feels like. I thought about how Matt was honest with how he felt his answer was wrong. I appreciated that.

I thought a bit about how my job sort of sucks and maybe I should write about that. I thought about how I should bully J into writing a post about the kids since he spends more time with them than I do these days. I thought about being honest about how I miss them when I have these long hours that need to be done and how far away my goal of finishing this degree feels. But in the end, you know what I REALLY want to write about now that I'm at it? I really want to write about how I'm absolutely craving a Vietnamese egg roll, a cha gio.

Who the hell am I kidding? I'm craving a whole lota cha gio/lumpia/egg rolls, whatever you want to call them. The crispier the better. I can imagine eating one right now. Dipped in a bit of nuoc mam/fish sauce/nam pla whatever you want to call it; the crunchy, savory, sweet and spicy hitting my taste buds all at once. So that was the real impetus for me tonight, the thought of some egg rolls I don't have in front of me. My diet is SO in trouble and huh, I did write a little bit about what I thought about after all.