Missing Internet but perfecting salsa

I think it is a bit ridiculous that I have not had Internet service for many weeks out of this semester. People either have viruses that eat up the system, or Sprint gives us a faulty router. Yay. It just adds to the already stressful semester. Thankfully there is the library on campus that always has internet--very reliable--and so I sit here in the Education library writing a blog that has been past over due. Sadly all the great blogging moments have passed and if I had had the Internet at those points in time, my blog would have contained more colorful stories and escapades from the life of Carrie. I try to recount them now as I continue to procrastinate finding an article to write about for TSL3130.

-So Zandy and I continue to be salsa fiends, who spontaneously make salsa masterpieces late at night, while scarfing down every last drop of homemade salsa with our beloved tortilla chips. Homemade salsa you gasp? Why yes! I can make two different kinds, thanks to my twin. Zandy has forever changed the taste buds that I have associated with salsa....no mere canned salsa will do anymore. It must taste fresh! It must have a bite, and make you smile! It is surprising to see what ease we have, when we create this wonderful concoction. We do not have a kitchen or a sink. We use a mini-chopper, plate, knife, and sometimes the bathroom sink. Yes, it is possible to create something so good in a sorority house. What are the ingredients to this famous salsa? Sorry, it is top secret; no matter how you plead and threaten it will remain so. But, do not fret, I can make it for you and you can taste the delights. :)

So one night during the peak hours when salsa cravings take hold we started the process of making it when behold...we did not know where we had placed our ingredients! They were not in my fridge; they were not in Zandy's fridge. Where could they be? We searched high and low, and decided after many anguished moments that someone must have thrown out our beloved Publix bag away or that the house mom had put it in the kitchen. So we sadly walked the corridor to "mom's room" and asked the question. But she had not seen the bag at all. It was then that I remembered taking the bag into the TV room the night before. We searched that room and found it, sadly, among the furniture. Thankfully it was the ingredients that did not have to be refrigerated. It was the funniest thing to me that we had lost tomatoes in a sorority house! Needless to say, we continued to make the salsa that night, cherishing even more the taste of fresh tomatoes--remembering our long search for them!