this morning i went all the way to work in order to discover that the office was only going to be open for ONE HOUR this morning and NO ONE TOLD ME.
i am now back home, sleepy, irritated, and making cherry cobbler.
October 1, 2004 by
they call her devil-child
Categories: General
cherry cobbler? what are you going to do with that? are you going to bring it to my house and spoon-feed it to me by any chance? that would be my advice.
Hang on. You’re making cherry cobbler, and you’re irritated?
These things are not supposed to go together. You’re not worthy of cherry cobbler with that kind of attitude! Give it to me instead!
but it’s beef cherry cobbler, right? no good for dianna. give it to me, i love beef cherries.
Mmmm… beef cherries. Actually, it’s cherry beef cobbler, meaning that the sauce part of the cobbler is made of what appears to be chunks of beef. Closer inspection, however, reveals that the chunks of beef are actually a vegetarian substitute made of texturized cherry protein.
I heard Kristen is deathly allergic to texturized cherry protein, so you’d better not try to feed her any cobbler. Send it to me and I’ll keep it safely away from her.
it’s ok, squabblers. i failed miserably at making cherry cobbler (by not even starting) and took a four hour nap instead. thus disposing of sleepy and irritated in one fell swoop.
still, i do have a couple hours before i am supposed to be at your house spoon feeding it to you, kris. you might still get lucky.
cobbler squabblers.
that is all.
mmmm, pie…. pie so good. me like pie. piiiiiIIIIE!!!!!