Brr, freezer compartment.

[melayneseahawk]

Need additional sustenance, but also need to sleep because I have to be up at 7a tomorrow. For a GYN appointment. Oh, the horrors. I think I'm going to got stare at the contents of the freezer for a few minutes, and then give up and go to bed. (Part of the problem, of course, is that while S said she'd do the dishes, the sink is still full to exploding. I've decided that I may not actually be sick, I may have just strained my throat from all the yelling-to-be-heard at the club last night, but I'm not going to take the chance.)

Also, note to self: the Emeril brand chicken stock Dad bought me? Only mildly edible, but only with the addition of rice, black pepper, and parmesan cheese. Easily a quarter of a cup of parmesan cheese. Which was all that I had left. Curse you, inedible chicken stock! The organic stuff I usually buy (for risotto) tastes much better, and it doesn't actually need anything added to it.

Also, I seem to be unable to speak in complete sentences tonight. WTF, brain?

ETA Seaweed salad from the Asian market counts as food, right?