25.8.09

come clean.













It's up, it's down, it's not sure where it is, etc.

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Actually, right now, it's in the kitchen, not having any idea at all what the fuck it wants for dinner. The general consensus (of two) is "comfort food". But what is summertime comfort food? Pizza? BBQ? It has to be something that makes you want to lie down afterwards and moan, preferably in front of the TV on a couch big enough for two. Tew.

UPDATE: We were sooooo responsible. Mara made PMS sandwiches (caramelized onions, Swiss cheese, and mayonnaise on your choice of bun), and I bought a pile of fake meat b/c it was on sale (Fake Meat Sale!). So, it was like a big unhealthy barbecue, except no one died from an animal perspective and it wasn't that unhealthy for humans either. Then we shared a single brownie for dessert (is that true?).

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