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*kicks self in head* Never, EVER go grocery shopping when you are hungry. Upon waking up late this afternoon and discovering that all of the leftovers from Thursday night had already disappeared [a true statement to how fabulously delicious everything was], I decided to go grocery shopping, and finish up getting everything for school and such. I came home with far more food then anyone in their right mind would need to make dinner, to find an empty house and no one to cook for. Apparently my parents, inspired by the few days of bliss that just passed decided to go out on a date, and have not yet re-appeared. So I made myself a wonderfully unnecessarily elaborate dinner, and went the whole nine yards - candles on the table, dimmed lights, fancy dishes... it was great, though somewhat lonely. Ah well, fun nonetheless.
Now I'm ridiculously full and sipping mango juice from one of those amazing crazy straws that everyone was obsessed with as a kid, living the good life.
I work at ten tomorrow so it's off to bed for me; with any luck I'll be able to roll out the door on time.
Now I'm ridiculously full and sipping mango juice from one of those amazing crazy straws that everyone was obsessed with as a kid, living the good life.
I work at ten tomorrow so it's off to bed for me; with any luck I'll be able to roll out the door on time.