My days off are usually pretty mundane; hardly ever filled with more than a trip to the cafe to "work" on shtuff, cat naps, visiting The Strand, catch up on my No Res, or talking to my baby sister about her scrap booking hobby.
This particular Monday was pretty full with job searches, work for Sicily, nearly three months worth of laundry, and the best two and a half hours ever - spent with Capital Fellow chatting in a Southern accent (it all started with this).
[bats ahye layeshes fruhm beehahnd laysee fayen]
Oh. Question from the back? How does one avoid laundry for three glorious months, you ask? Simple! American Apparel and Victoria's Secret 4 for $20 deals.
[ZZZZING] WINNERRRR!!!
By the time I look up again, it's nearly midnight. Simply no time for grocery shopping (maybe in the morrow), I tried to throw something edible together in a ravenous fury.
Dececco Kamut linguini, herbed butter and some extra virgin olive oil, verdent orbs o' happiness (peas) and corn (frozen), a bit o' organic chicken bouillon and some of the pasta water to make something close to a sauce.
Mmm, desperation.
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You'll halve to foahgilve. Apparently Dawlton Jowajuh eeeils a stareotaahpe of the sayouth. Ah kin haahdly git awon the intahnet heeyuh.
ReplyDeleteBut i dew declayah. That was capital fuhn.
Wayell, ahl bay dayumm'd - Mahybay we shuhd bay payen payals owah suhmthin lahk thayet. Yew ah most grayshusly pahdun'd guhd suh.
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