... the marzipan industry's amazing ability to shape ground almonds, sugar, and eggs whites into just about anything. Pigs, potatoes,... whatever.
... how disgusting my roommates are. Yesterday I put an end to the five day toilet paper strike (that's right... there was a strike... everyone was refusing to buy toilet paper. Luckily I had some I'd hoarded in my room) by buying toilet paper and attaching a note expressing my attitude toward hygiene (it's a good thing).
... how EXTREMELY disgusting my roommates are. Today I smelled something strange when I woke up from my nap. A quick scan through my olfactory told me I was smelling burnt fish. (My roommates are infamous for leaving fish in the kitchen (on the counter) for two or three days at a time). Anyway, I went to the kitchen to check and sitting on the stove is a pot with boiling rice. On top of the pan is a place with a large fish head on it, and some other (mid-section?) piece of fish. The fish was clearly cooked... OVER cooked... but just the same, thirty seconds after I enter the kitchen, so does my fish cooking roommate who instead of going, "Wow, this smells like total #%^##!$%^@$%$@!~, I should take it off the stove," decided that the better idea would be to continue cooking it for another twenty minutes. Our entire apartment smells like a fisherman's backside.
... the gypsy that robbed Radim in Mallorca. (She sold him a flower, gave him change, and picked his pocket all at the same time while Francois and Katrena watched.)
... Rilo Kiley (Jenny Lewis).
... the writers of "Grey's Anatomy"... well, most of the time, but not always. "Seriously!"
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