You get home from a long, exhausting day and are eager to relax. You (turn to):
page 2) listen to your favorite podcast, Welcome to Nightvale.
page 3) pick up clutter around your place anyway, putting everything in its own special spot, because it will drive you insane if you don't.
yay! What a good podcast. You like its blend of whimsy, wordplay, and sheer intelligence. It reminds you a lot of an old show you really used to love, the X-files. Now you're ready to start dinner. What do you rather have? You (turn to):
page 4) make a simple dish with pasta, a few spices and chicken.
page 5) prepare an elaborate feast, dirtying every dish in your kitchen.
You are eaten by aardvarks.
Tasty! You take just enough time to savor both the meal and its preparation, and decide to invite a few friends over next time. Friends make everything better. You put on some music as you wash the dishes, wishing you had someone to do them with you. When you're done, you realize you didn't have anything scheduled for this evening. What do you do?
page 6) pick up the things around the house, finally.
page 7) get dressed, get friends, get drinks, and go out on the town.
Feeling your absent mother's scrutinizing gaze, you obsess over the details of preparing your own meal until your eyes start to bleed and your skull explodes from the sheer, overwhelming pressure. You die.