Gah
Christ I hate cold weather.
My body is trying to override my brain and convince it that there are logical reasons to consume everything in the refrigerator.
Body: "Really--you're going to be away from the apartment for three weeks! You don't want this to go bad, do you?"
Brain: "Um. That would be an entire package of applesauce, doofus. With a sell-by date a year from now. Shuddup."
My body is trying to override my brain and convince it that there are logical reasons to consume everything in the refrigerator.
Body: "Really--you're going to be away from the apartment for three weeks! You don't want this to go bad, do you?"
Brain: "Um. That would be an entire package of applesauce, doofus. With a sell-by date a year from now. Shuddup."