I still eat string cheese, though.
Before Nick, I ate like a ten year old boy whose parents worked all day. I mean, no Ecto Coolers, but I ate most of my meals standing at the kitchen counter, and they usually consisted of things you could dip into other things: hummus, carrots, tortilla chips, salsa, crackers, some sort of cream cheese. I also ate a lot of sandwiches, cereal, and popsicles, punctuated every so often by a box of Tuna Helper Tuna Tetrazzini.
I just don't cook. It doesn't interest me. I love to bake, but I don't even do that very often anymore. Which is probably good, since I'd just eat cookies for breakfast.
Anyway, it's been lovely living with someone who a) cooks, and b) does not mind one single bit that I do not. He actually likes it, because it means he gets the kitchen all to himself, and pretty much anything he makes, I go crazy over. Eggs! He can do more than just scramble them! Which I couldn't even do myself until late 2005! And don't even get me started on all the delicious dinners. Cooked dinners! With fresh vegetables! On plates!
We are broke as hell, but I'm eating so much better than I was four months ago. I've actually lost weight since he came. I guess not having Wheat Thin-based meals anymore will do that.