Showing posts with label it was hard to not write 'condom' instead. Show all posts
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Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Past Due

I've had a few visitors over the last year or so comment on the number of condiments I have in my fridge. I don't really have a standard to judge this, but apparently I'm over the limit.

So I started looking at some "Best Before This Date" labels, and realized I've been hoarding condiments. Like they're going to stop making Kraft Catalina dressing or something. I had stuff that was 5+ years old in there, which is incredible and a little terrifying at the same time.

I figure it's another slow step into full-on craziness. Fine.

I threw most of that shit out (including some sketchy squeeze jelly) and got a chance to hit restart on my condiment assortment. This must be what being born again feels like. It's glorious.