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so, sometimes I cook ...
The saga of my apartment goes on. I decided to cook dinner tonight, which I clearly don't do very often if you define "cooking" as something that requires heating food by means other than a microwave.    I was going to make some pasta, so I filled a pot with water, put it on the stove, attempted to light the burner ... and nothing.  Somebody decided that it really wasn't important to hook my gas line back up to the stove.  I could probably do it myself in 10 minutes, but dealing with something potentially explosive on an empty stomach isn't something I'm inclined to do, so dinner was going to have to happen another way. 

I found some Lucca frozen ravioli in my freezer, which actually included microwave instructions.  I ignored the contents of the instructions; the fact that the packaging said they were microwavable was enough information.  Now, I actually don't buy fancy jars of pre-made tomato sauce, because it's more expensive than it should be and tends to have extra sugar and other random ingredients in it.  Yes, I know the ravioli has some strange ingredients, too, but I can't make ravioli yet.  So, this is my 7-minute dinner:

1. Pour frozen ravioli into a CorningWare  dish
2. Add one 14.5-oz can of petite-diced tomatoes (not drained)
3. Add healthy portions of oregano and garlic (I don't measure this stuff)
4. Microwave for 6 minutes, covered, stirring every two minutes
5. Add a healthy portion of Parmesan cheese.
6. Eat.