Ouch.
I would just like to say my recent absence can be attributed to my incredible devotion to Vegesoc as evinced by my making ONE HUNDRED BILLION TRILLION things last night for the veggie lunch today. I cooked for over 5 HOURS and I burnt myself in several places and made a nut roast from scratch and I scalded my feet with hot water and spilled food that should not have been spilled and cried over onions and got garlic-fingers and then I CLEANED IT ALL UP. I woke up this morning to chop vegetables and fruit for another few hours and CLEAN IT ALL UP and carry it a hill and a half to feed people I don't even know.
I need CAPS to make me feel like I am getting my pain across your bandwidth.
I AM THE BEST PRESIDENT EVER.
I hurt all over still. But, hilariously and slightly hysterically, the lunch today was a smashing success and the room was so full of people that we didn't have enough chairs or plates or utensils or special vegan no-bake truffle brownie chocolate Jesuses for people to be fully happy. I packed a suitcase full of food and it was gone. My vegan Jesuses got a round of applause from meat-scarfing boys who usually turn their nose up at anything that comes under the heading of 'vegetarian', 'vegan', or 'healthy'.
And in a hilarious-er turn of events, I spearheaded a Thanksgiving dinner idea for Thursday, signing myself up for another ONE HUNDRED BILLION TRILLION things to make. F***.
I am a slave to my stupider self. Why does she hate me so?
I need CAPS to make me feel like I am getting my pain across your bandwidth.
I AM THE BEST PRESIDENT EVER.
I hurt all over still. But, hilariously and slightly hysterically, the lunch today was a smashing success and the room was so full of people that we didn't have enough chairs or plates or utensils or special vegan no-bake truffle brownie chocolate Jesuses for people to be fully happy. I packed a suitcase full of food and it was gone. My vegan Jesuses got a round of applause from meat-scarfing boys who usually turn their nose up at anything that comes under the heading of 'vegetarian', 'vegan', or 'healthy'.
And in a hilarious-er turn of events, I spearheaded a Thanksgiving dinner idea for Thursday, signing myself up for another ONE HUNDRED BILLION TRILLION things to make. F***.
I am a slave to my stupider self. Why does she hate me so?