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I'm hungry.
I didn't cook enough last weekend, so the only thing left now is beans, and let's just say that the lovely new pinto bean recipe -- while delicious -- is not something I am willing to eat if I am going to be around any other humans in the following eighteen hours. (Yes, I took probiotics. Lots of them. That's likely why I'm still in one piece.)
Well, okay, there's also one remaining tub of the fondue made with nasty wine. I probably should have brought that in today. I didn't.
So I'm eating all the peanuts and almonds I can stuff in my face, and I'm ravenous, and it's making me grumpy.
Boo. Hiss.
I didn't cook enough last weekend, so the only thing left now is beans, and let's just say that the lovely new pinto bean recipe -- while delicious -- is not something I am willing to eat if I am going to be around any other humans in the following eighteen hours. (Yes, I took probiotics. Lots of them. That's likely why I'm still in one piece.)
Well, okay, there's also one remaining tub of the fondue made with nasty wine. I probably should have brought that in today. I didn't.
So I'm eating all the peanuts and almonds I can stuff in my face, and I'm ravenous, and it's making me grumpy.
Boo. Hiss.
