In which Mangofarmer becomes very angry over lonely cornbread... 2004-05-01 - 2:59 p.m.
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So. The flute shindig was indeed yesterday, or so I was informed at 7:00 when I had been on a cooking/baking rampage all day. Yeah. They forgot about me.
"Oh okay... did you guys eat?"
"Yeah. I hope you didn't want a hamburger because there aren't any left..."
Alrighty then. So I left my pasta salad and artichoke dip at home (ain't no way I was going to part with the artichoke dip if people are going to go around forgetting I exist) and brought the cornbread, Chocolate Chip Thing, and macademia nut white chocolate chip cookies. As everyone had already eaten actual food, NO ONE touched my cornbread. JEEBUS, people, WHY don't you understand the AWESOMENESS of my cornbread?
So I made a brief appearance and then left shortly after eating the few scraps of chicken and nasty ice cream cake they threw at me. I took the neglected cornbread back with me but did not salvage any of the macademia nut white chocolate chip cookies (my favorite on the earth). Bitchez.
I DON'T LIKE FLUTE PLAYERS RIGHT NOW. I also don't like flute players who see one of those evolve fish things and say "These things piss me off." Three people almost got punched last night.
Grrrr.
Last night I had a dream where I was sitting in the music building talking to Nice Drummer. He said he couldn't graduate because he had to take one more class. While I was trying to be sympathetic ("Awww, poor baby!"), I was secretly very very glad.