RAWR RAWR ANGRY RAWR.
I just wolfed down a huge bag of crisps and feel like a big gross fattie for doing so, but that was my lunch.
Last night, I cooked up some really good curry and rice, cut in some tandoori chicken, and put it in a box. That was meant to be my lunch.
Today, I went to the fridge, and it was gone. Same as only a few days ago, when I made a lot of pasta for myself and then someone ate it.
Using a happy Ion icon because I found it today and I love it, but actually? I AM FURIOUS. This wouldn't be so bad if I didn't pay for the tandoori chicken and spend time and effort cooking that curry for myself. Ditto the pasta from a couple of nights ago. WHO THE FUCK EATS OTHER PEOPLE'S FOOD WHEN THERE'S A CAFETERIA DOWNSTAIRS AND RESTAURANTS ACROSS THE ROAD HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY FOOD YOU FUCKER I HOPE IT POISONS YOU, WHOEVER YOU ARE, I HOPE YOU HAVE TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL AND HAVE PEOPLE RIP YOU OPEN WITH SCALPELS I HOPE YOU PUKE.
This really pisses me off 'cause, dude, everyone knows that if they want food from me, all they have to do is ask. I actually like cooking for people, and I don't ask them to pay me back for the ingredients. They shouldn't. Have. To steal from me.