I'm pretty sure it was the result of touching my balls. I don't know, I thought I knew what my ball sweat smelled like by now. Maybe my personal man-bouquet is evolving somehow.
Speaking of tasty things, I bought pizza for dinner. I'm so fucking happy I'm not even gonna lie. Kinda getting sick of Chinese food and whatever fast food I pick up from the 7-Eleven/McDonalds/Yoshinoya.
I don't even know anymore what day it is and the only indicator I have about whether it's day or night at all is for me to open a jalousie and make a lucky guess, whcioh already feels like too mcuh effort.
What I ate within the last few days I don't remember either. God, I hate these phases.
This thread got boring and became another what I did today thread.
Shame on y'all.
This show used to be about cooking once, you know? We had integrity. We had spunk. We had integrity's spunk. And now it's all ruined, like when you spunk on integrity.
Mmmmm, Integrity. She was a cutie. Lousy name, though. Her parents were some loony conservative wingnuts. Thought naming her "Liberty" would be too much.
I'm going to throw this out there, because it's mandatory for me to be late to the party.
If any of you have never made spaghetti Napolitan before, you should do it ASAP. It's quick, it's easy, it's delicious, and it's ideal for anyone who is too lazy to cook something legit.
Blorg is swamped and bogged down and up shit's creek without a paddle and he's going to get into a wave of trouble unless he can tide the streams and river let die.
Awwwww yeah water puns.
Fake-Edit: Shut up swamps and bogs count as water.