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Feb. 26th, 2003 06:11 pmI am in such a bitch-ass mood.
I had two donuts for breakfast this morning.
That's it. Oh, and my usual gallon of tea.
And then Ali sprung bad news on me as I walked in the door.
And we're out of milk.
That was the kicker. How am I supposed to make myself comfort food of generic mac and cheese with turkey dogs cut up in them, without milk? How can I possibly bring myself to consume chocolate chip cookie dough without milk to wash it down?
Well, fuck. We're out of chocolate chips, too. And flour, now that I think of it. Crap on a stick, man.
I had two donuts for breakfast this morning.
That's it. Oh, and my usual gallon of tea.
And then Ali sprung bad news on me as I walked in the door.
And we're out of milk.
That was the kicker. How am I supposed to make myself comfort food of generic mac and cheese with turkey dogs cut up in them, without milk? How can I possibly bring myself to consume chocolate chip cookie dough without milk to wash it down?
Well, fuck. We're out of chocolate chips, too. And flour, now that I think of it. Crap on a stick, man.
