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aw... MAN, that sucks
Wednesday, 26 July 2006 00:18I had to throw away almost eight fully-cooked chicken breasts this evening because I left them out on the counter all day. If it was December I probably would have shrugged it off and just cooked them a little more to bring them up to temp, but it was friggin' 80 degrees outside, and we have no a/c in the house.
Fuck. That meat was supposed to last us all week for lunches AND a couple of dinners. Fuck fuck FUCK.
At least it explains why Grady was much crazier than usual when we got home. He could smell that chicken a-goin' bad all day long and couldn't do a damn thing about it. Even if he had jumped up on the kitchen counter (which he never does, no evidence proves it) he'd still have to figure out how to open the ziploc storage box they were all in. Damn his lack of opposable thumbs! So he made all these strange noises at us instead. When we opened the sliding glass door, he made them at the backyard, too.
We're all getting very excited about tomorrow's gig! It's a friggin' Wednesday and hardly anybody will make it, but I'm going to have fun anyway. It's an excuse to dress up and stay out late. I wish my dad could be there, or that someone had a video camera. That would be kewl.
Ed has a friend who will tweak sound for us, and another friend who is going to take pictures. One of the cooks in our office cafeteria said she'd like to come, too, which I thought was really nice. This is going to be so. much. fun. Audience or not, I'm gonna RAWK DA HAUS!
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Fuck. That meat was supposed to last us all week for lunches AND a couple of dinners. Fuck fuck FUCK.
At least it explains why Grady was much crazier than usual when we got home. He could smell that chicken a-goin' bad all day long and couldn't do a damn thing about it. Even if he had jumped up on the kitchen counter (which he never does, no evidence proves it) he'd still have to figure out how to open the ziploc storage box they were all in. Damn his lack of opposable thumbs! So he made all these strange noises at us instead. When we opened the sliding glass door, he made them at the backyard, too.
We're all getting very excited about tomorrow's gig! It's a friggin' Wednesday and hardly anybody will make it, but I'm going to have fun anyway. It's an excuse to dress up and stay out late. I wish my dad could be there, or that someone had a video camera. That would be kewl.
Ed has a friend who will tweak sound for us, and another friend who is going to take pictures. One of the cooks in our office cafeteria said she'd like to come, too, which I thought was really nice. This is going to be so. much. fun. Audience or not, I'm gonna RAWK DA HAUS!
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