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sigmastolen ([personal profile] sigmastolen) wrote2009-10-31 12:50 am

I CAN HAS CREAM CHEESE? NO, I FUCKING CAN'T. THANKS FOR FUCKING NOTHING.

I was having a good night -- well, early morning. Finished my project, sent it in, and settled down on the couch for NCIS and tea, right? I decided to make myself a midnight snack involving cream cheese.

Except apparently my cream cheese was a casualty of Flatmate's fridge-cleaning?

My PERFECTLY FUCKING GOOD cream cheese.

And, BTW, I do remember specifically saying NO, I did NOT want her to go through my food.

FUCK EVERYTHING. I DIDN'T WANT TO BE PISSED OFF RIGHT NOW, THANKS.

FUCK.

And I scared the kitties by slamming the cabinet door.

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