man, someone ate my food. specifically my really delicious looking yogurt with golden raisins and almonds and chocolate in it. and the milk! I went downstairs and there are like a million people who i've never seen before acting like they live here but i don't understand because all of the rooms are still empty. so i sat at the dining room table and ate plain pasta and a plain egg and some plain crackers while everybody else did math and pictures of lebanon flashed on the tv in the background. living here is strange.