Gris, sometimes they are good, and sometimes my forays into Kreative Kookery are...bad.
See: attempt at fettucine carbonara with ramen, bacon grease, milk and shredded taco cheese. *shudder*
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Gris, sometimes they are good, and sometimes my forays into Kreative Kookery are...bad.
See: attempt at fettucine carbonara with ramen, bacon grease, milk and shredded taco cheese. *shudder*
See: attempt at fettucine carbonara with ramen, bacon grease, milk and shredded taco cheese. *shudder*
I'm going to forget you ever said that.
Ever.
Also, my day-old phone stopped working. There is so much worse going on in other people's lives, and it just makes me think "everything sucks."
Drunk Swedish Elk Found in Apple Tree.
That's worthy of an "Oh, bless her heart."
I knew that would inspire shrieks of horror (deservedly) but I was in grad school -- what can I say? I tried, I didn't like, I made a PB&J.
But then I have the whole "but I'm drinking ALONE!" problem.
Oh, I wish you could have come to Pint Sized Plays ! One of the pieces was a series of monologues about drinking alone.
Drunk Swedish Elk Found in Apple Tree.
I wonder if there were any dogs inside it.
Oh Ginger, that is definitely Too Much, and you're more than entitled to whine. Wish I had something to make it better.
This. I really hope you feel better soon and you get a brand new phone with no hassles about it.
smonster, what everyone else said. I'm an introvert and asking my roomie to not use the kitchen to eat would be selfish and ridiculous.
No doubt -- feel better, Ginger.