Dear FOOT, MEET MOUTH plz

Nov 08, 2007 21:47

It seems like my ever dwindling random conversations with Sabrina/roomate all are starting to look like scenes out of this hilariously akward sitcom OF FAIL or something.
WITNESS:

Scenario 1:
Me: "Oh, hey Sabrina, back again after two weeks huh? Just fyi I threw out that giant jar of rhubarb compote you had in the fridge, it was growing fungus (again). This happens really often you know, maybe you should really start investing in some airtight containers or something, hahaha :D'
Sabrina: "...aha :|"

Scenario 2:
Me: "Oh, hey Sabrina, so I was thinking about maybe buying one of these two-panel cooking plates! No need for us to suffer just cause the chick before us was so damn stingy and only bought a single panel cooking plate, eh? :Db"
Sabrina:" ...that was me, actually."
Me: "...oh. Ahehehe. Well then!"
Sabrina: "And I think that one is totally sufficient *LOOK OF 'YOU SUCK'*"
Me: "Ahehe oh sure, sure~~ ahh I'll be heading back to my room now. Ahehe. He."

WARRRRRGH *headdesk*

But! I am still firm in my quest to buy a 2-teilige Kochplatte though and my erstwhile perusal of the Saturn webpage tells me that even the most pimped up one is still fucking ten euros CHEAPER than the cheapest Guitar Hero guitar controller (50 euros VS ...62 euros whut). ...I MEAN, WHAT THE FUCK >_>;;
Ah well, shall wish for one for Christmas then?? Easier cooking overrides potential ROCKING OUT, sadly~~

argh, living la vida uni, doom, rl, austria 2007, wtf, food, shopping

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