Motivated by Food

Although I don't have cable, I have still managed to watch a handful of new (to me) TV shows, such as The Wire, Freaks and Geeks, The Office, Extras, The (British) Office, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, and last but certainly not least, Veronica Mars (thanks Laurie!).

Most recently, and much to my boyfriend's dismay, I started watching 30 Rock (he wants to watch this show with me and is disappointed that I rented it without him). Although I don't think this is the best comedy on TV today (sorry Emmys, that award goes to It's Always Sunny), it is a very good show and I'm glad I started watching it.

In particular, I really like Tina Fey's character, Liz Lemon. In an episode from the first season, she comes to the realization that the reason she likes her boyfriend so much is because he is always feeding her (for example, when she comes home from a long day at work he asks if she wants a cheesesteak).

Oftentimes I feel like I can really relate to Liz Lemon. Like Liz Lemon, I am motivated by food. Unlike her, I like my boyfriend for more than his ability to feed me - in fact I stay with him despite his ability to do just that (no offense jeff - I love you, but your culinary skills are limited to crepes, pancakes and frozen pizza, and besides the occasional pretzel and freeze-dried ice cream, your apartment is devoid of food).

The Troll Den

So something else you may be wondering is - "What is the deal with this blog name? Does this girl have an obsession with trolls?"

The answer is no. I do not have an obsession with trolls. In fact, I have a habit of spelling the word "troll" wrong (I used to spell "trool" - which is why my blog name is such a risky choice). And although I used to like trolls when I was a kid, I haven't thought about these big-eared creatures since I was 8.

Until I moved into a Troll Den.

I refer to the style of house (or fraction of a house) I live in as a Troll Den.* It's not a basement even though it is dark and partially underground. Nor is it a dungeon even though it has a gate since I can escape if I so choose. Therefore, I call it a Troll Den.

I moved into my Troll Den a little over a year ago. Since I own this den, I have spent much time thinking about ways to improve it. Sometimes I actually do these things (like paint the walls and redo the floors), but mostly I just think about them.

Although I am not entirely sure what I will be writing about in this blog, I predict a lot of posts will revolve around my Troll Den and how I spend my time inside and outside of it. I might even write about ideas and inspiration for decorating my Troll Den. Another reason I gave my blog this name was that it has dual meanings. On a very deep and symbolic level, Inside the Troll's Den = inside my head.

So to sum it all up - I'm not obsessed with trolls, my blog name refers to the type of house I live in, and is also an analogy for what is going on in my brain.

*To my boyfriend's credit, he has played a major role in coming up with the term "Troll Den" (in the sense that he's the one who came up with it).