It is four minutes past our predetermined lunch time and I am so ready for cold sticky rice. I wonder if I’ll just get the thing I got last time. I really liked the lunch I got with the boys at that other sushi place, although I wasn’t fond of the red fish in the bowl. It was too soft. I like buttery sashimi, but it was too dark and a little slimy. If I thin k something’s going to give me a stomach ache, it will give me a stomach ache. I hate washing dishes after I clean a pan I used to make eggs with because I always think the rest of the dishes smell like old eggs. Like the other day after a night of drinking I went to drink water out of my favorite stemless wine glass and I swear it smelled like old eggs. It made me feel so sick. Sick like an unwarranted bare escentuals discount would make me feel.
I wonder when someone’s going to chime in that we are running late on our lunch. All three of us are pretty busy. Meg doesn’t know it but I fully intend to destroy her in this competition. I’m not leaving my house this weekend. I honestly don’t even care about the money at this point because I don’t want to go see Richie. I just want to say I won. I don’t want all my hard work on those damn keywords to go to waste. I also would love $500 to spend on peoples Christmas presents. I want to get everyone something nice. Well good people of blog world anonymous, it’s time for me to head out. If I’m not back in five minutes, just wait longer. OK!
Finally Lauren asked us if we are ready. I am so ready. I’ve been waiting for sticky rice all morning. I didn’t even ask Greg for a bite of his mac and cheese because I don’t want the dairy to spoil my pallet. Plus I know he doesn’t like sharing, even though I’m his right hand man and he should make sure I’m nourished and healthy so we can win this competition. Okay, I’m signing off.
Greg. You better give me a bite of your mac and cheese next time with a side of bare escentuals fairly light.