My last post is over two months old. What do I have to show for myself since that pathetic little entry? NOTHING. I have removed myself from Asia, and have settled--albeit temporarily--in a shitty suburb outside of Vancouver. I'm trying to get myself over to Toronto where I will undoubtedly feel more self-worth, but, as it stands, no one wants to hire a loser. I'm not going to blame myself, however; I'm going to blame the loser.
I comfort myself with the excessive use of mayonnaise in my food. I don't know what it is about the creamy white condimate that comforts me...maybe it's because mayonnaise is the loser amongst its condiment friends. Think about it: mayonnaise doesn't stand out on its own. Ketchup, mustard, relish--all have distinguishable flavours. And when they're added to a mixture of other foods and flavours, they stand out and make their presence known. What does mayonnaise do? Nothing. It assimilates all other flavours, carefully tiptoeing around my taste buds to make sure it reaches the back of the mouth undetected, untasted, unnoticed.
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