How ya like my fake smile? Work is soooo fun. Not. So anyhoo, I watched part of the SuperBowl with EL... not because I dig sports on television (because I don't), but because she is a big football fan and I'm trying to involve myself in things she likes that I don't necessarily. It's important to share your interests, I think. I am actually going to learn to enjoy watching football. There. I said it. Umm... speaking of the SuperBowl, Micah won $100 in some pool and half of it has my name on it. I like those football pools that pay. It's
sooooooo cold in here. I'm close to being able to see my own breath. My fingers have that feeling like they are frozen on the inside. My toes are like ice cubes.
What's wrong with these people!? I wish I had some Frito Pie. EL made salsa last night that was excellent. I really liked it... spicy spicy spicy. I am crazy about extremely spicy food. Some people have a sweet tooth. I have a spice tooth. That sounded ridiculous. It's true though... yumm.
In a strange, serendipitous twist, we had Frito Chili Pie the night before last.
And homemade porter, black as my soul, with a creamy head on it.
You’re jealous. You’re SO jealous.
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