the full torture of it all will begin tomorrow when black bean hummus, hummus-hummus and roasted red pepper hummus will be made by hand by lonesome self. this is my gracious gesture to the gays of gac for the year (possibly forever). they shall have brilliantly delicious food at their openhouse on monday (and not just limited to hummi, but also salsa fresca, blackbean/corn salsa, and though it is an offchance possibility... falafel) for a ridiculously cheap price (52.85 for ingredients, although have not done fresh produce shopping yet).

though my efforts will go overlooked by the big bruhaha that coming out week is, i do not mind in the slightest bit... it's the beginning of distancing myself from awkward direction the politics of it all is going... before it was three women studies majors and their pre-med monkey (so impressionable, thank god we got to him first) doing our thing. now, not-so-much.... hmmm, this is making me sadder than i thought, perhaps i will only make two hummi and 1 salsa and they'll just have to deal.