Breakfast of Death

[xraytheenforcer]

Still sweating garlic. Jesus Gods, I am going to scare the intern. Heh.
Also, I cleaned and reorganized the spice collection yesterday, and cleared out the food stores, and there was food to be eaten that Doug wasn't keen on. So I'm eating a variety of peanut-butter-flavored things for breakfast. I cannot recommend this -- I'm already feeling a bit grody. But at least it didn't go to waste.

Comments

[odiedragon.livejournal.com]

Heh. And I bet you wash down all those icky peanut buttery things with a cold frothy root beer too? Didn't you. DIDN'T YOU??

[xraytheenforcer.livejournal.com]

ha. No. drank the regular coffee. :)

[peadarog.livejournal.com]

Ah, so that's what the smell was blowing across the Atlantic just now... Garlic and peanut-butter. Interesting.

[xraytheenforcer.livejournal.com]

It is the Farts of the Gods.

[peadarog.livejournal.com]

Well, if that's what Heaven smells like...

[songsofautumn.livejournal.com]

Isn't the point of having an intern is to frighten them? (unless of course one happens to be bill clinton). What other use could they be?

[xraytheenforcer.livejournal.com]

Beer.

[gillianm.livejournal.com]

Grody, now there's a word I haven't heard in ages, hee hee!