I think I made a vast improvement on the food via rumour where I used to work...been sacked since. when i started working where i was the food mostly sucked. now one of the worst cooks actually gets kinda ballsy and does a pretty good job and the braver i get, the better the food gets...the salmon rocks, and if nothing on the special menu of the day looks palletable, i go for a simple grilled cheese on sourdough w/ tomato. Anyway, back to the cooks. This guy really gave al dente a bad name and made clam sauce taste like watery tuna salad *gag*. Now im happy if the noodles arent cooked chef boy r d style...or if thats not clear enough, think Gerber baby food. Damn, i guess im just not in that right frame of mind to complain sarcastically. What can i expect? its after midnight and im not even drunk. Mom always said, 'write drunk, edit sober'. i think id deffinately agree w/ her here...and the music is pretty loud.
Ok, screw work, i think my dogs started using the kitty litter box and the cat smells like a prophylactic half the time and bitchslaps my dog...ok, he did the first time she surprised him, now if he tries it, he finds she's not afraid to stick up for herself and she'll snarl at him, which is kinda funny cuz she's like 5 times his size. I named him Styx, after the river in Greek Mythology. Anyway, this cats got moxy...well he's fixed so he doesnt have balls anymore *Grin*.
