Everything cracks and fades away...the very ground we walk on is a graveyard of dreams.

My brilliance is unequivocal. Marvel. MUAHAHAHAHAHA...

Perhaps a passerby may be raising their eyebrows and scoffing at what is indeed, a very egotistical remark. They perhaps are even wondering why they should waste their precious (or not so precious) time marveling at my brilliance. I'll be even MORE egotisical and explain what makes my brilliance so unequivocal today.

I found food to make.

Oh sure, many of you are laughing your asses off. Indeed, perhaps you should. Perhaps not. But this is a true mark of my brilliance because the Brat and I thought we had nothing to eat in the house. The fridge, utterly empty aside from Coke, the cupboards barren of Ramen noodes and my beloved EasyMac, even the freezer lacked ice cream and microwave dinners.

Such a sad, sad story that is a true testament to 1.) Certain people in my house eat too much *glares in the direction of The Brat and The Beast 2.) That certain people don't know how to to go the grocery store 3.) that certain people don't know how to hand ME the money to go the grocery store and 4.) That my life sucks. (Heh).

But still, I wandered around glancing in the fridge and cupboards futily hoping for even a shred of something edible. Disappointment after disappointment. But then, at the last moment before I was about to sulk back to the computer, I discovered: 4 CANS OF POTATOS.

MUAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA.

Really, in reading that back to myself that sounds quite funny and really rather meager. But in reality, it was grounds for feasting. Little pepper, little butter, little making the Brat cook while I surf the net and VIOLA, feastage.

And now I can revel in the fact that I am full, and that I'm indeed brilliant for finding the food. Heh. Nevertheless, I'm off to go and get more.