Chicken noodle soup with dipping bread smothered in a shitload of butter? Mashed potatoes with corn niblets and a shitload of butter? Those terribly unhealthy Lender's bagels with a shitload of butter?
Can you tell what I'm craving?
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Chicken noodle soup with dipping bread smothered in a shitload of butter? Mashed potatoes with corn niblets and a shitload of butter? Those terribly unhealthy Lender's bagels with a shitload of butter?
Can you tell what I'm craving?
OK, I went ahead and ordered mushroom and sausage. Hopefully in 20 minutes I'll be a little more hungry than I am now....
Can you tell what I'm craving?
My mom had a friend who would munch on butter sticks when she was a girl.
OMG you guys. My flight home was an hour and a half late, and I cannot believe I have to go to work tomorrow! But I do. Especially since I'm trying to take a day off next week for misc errands and the DMV and shit. Grrr argh.
My mom had a friend who would munch on butter sticks when she was a girl.
I did that once. Got half-way through before I realized it wasn't cream cheese and that's why it tasted so bad.
I also was once munching out of a box of cereal for about five minutes before I realized that the box was filled with ants.
I'm slow like that.
I also was once munching out of a box of cereal for about five minutes before I realized that the box was filled with ants.
Sugar-frosted ants?
Nut and honey ants?
Aw, poor Jesse. I hate that. My anger-inducing trauma is the incredibly slow baggage claim at BWI.BWI BAGGAGE SUCKS! 45 minutes, at best. I figure 2 hours from when the plane lands to when I get home, a whole 20 minutes away.
I'm really worried that weather is going to seriously fuck up my travel to NM next week. Out, thru ABQ, in thru Houston. Which theoretically should be safe, but.... when the parents flew back after TG, El Paso airport lost power in a snowstorm, and they landed on a generator-powered runway. Which never happens in El Paso.
Sugar-frosted ants?
Nut and honey ants?
Nut and honey, I do believe.
I then proceeded to fling the cereal box across the room, and then there was much vacuuming on my part. And then I brushed my teeth.
OMG, Juliebird -- I don't know that I would ever be able to eat again.
My anger-inducing trauma is the incredibly slow baggage claim at BWI.BWI BAGGAGE SUCKS!
Oh god -- that's why I do my damnedest not to check bags. By the time I get off the plane, I've got to GO.
OK, there is pizza. Smells nummy, at least.