Ever since Leaving Vancouver the couple times in July, I haven't made a proper meal at home. The only times I would cook was to make instant noodles. The majority of my meals have been subway and instant noodles. This doesn't count when I was away. Those days were pizza, pasta, fried oysters, burgers, fries and the solo salad that I ordered to trick myself into believing I still cared about my health.

Today, I spent more than five minutes in a grocery store and bought actual groceries. The only way I could make myself do that was to give a short notice dinner invite to my parents. I figure, if I said I'd make them dinner for 7:30pm, then I'd be forced to plan a meal and also clean my apartment. Along with ignoring my diet, I've also neglected the sanitation of my home.

Nothing like the feat of my parents' judgement to whip me back in to shape.

The menu for tonight (provided by Jamie Oliver): Sweet potato and chorizo soup. Chopped cucumber, avocado, butterhead lettuce, alfalfa sprouts salad. Beef Wellington.