Aug 25, 2004 15:56
Today I woke up and had some eggs. 2 for an omlette, then one over medium. The over medium turned out perfect. I ate the over-medium with some pepper and the omlette with some tabasco. It was pleasant. I ate my breakfast and watched Charlie Chaplin's City Lights. It was nice.
Mom walks in the door, "You didn't eat those eggs did you?"
"Uh, yes, I did..."
"Oh, well... they might have been bad because the refrigerator's not working. I was going to throw them out."
"Egh, whatever, I'm fine right now." I think and just watch the movie.
I laugh and cry. And that's about it. Just thought it was a worthwhile story. It was just odd to eat some eggs and have someone basically suddenly say, "you might be getting really sick soon." Even though I was fine.
Hell. I just wanted to update with something. Tired of that fucking cat being my most recent entry. Even if he's the most adorable thing ever...