Figured I ought to eat chicken soup since I'm sick and all. Made a cilantro-lime chicken soup from a recipe I'd clipped from Chatelaine over winter break. It was okay. A little too limey. I'm not a big fan of soup. To be honest, I mostly ate the chicken and corn and celery and whatnot and left the broth part.

Since starting to watch 30 Rock I have decided to do everything I can to become more like Liz Lemon. I already am a writer and wear glasses and eat emotionally.

Have to read ten pages and write a bunch of critiques. Blergh.