I think it’s safe to say that I’m going into the crazy-laugh stage. I drank four or maybe five beers in about three hours last night, I can’t really remember, and then I made a grilled cheese sandwich and watched House Hunters International while vowing to cut the ears off of people who remark snottily that the master bedroom is a little smaller than they “thought it was going to be.”
You see, we’re leaving the Guacamole House. Our beloved Guacamole House. But it’s okay because we’re moving to be near family, and that’s good, but then there’s this part in between where we have to play possessions-Tetris. And I fucking hate possessions-Tetris.
I hate it so much that my breakfast today is Excedrin, super-mega-C and some 7-Up because that’s what my stomach can handle.
That’s not entirely true, I also tried these cheese-flavored oatcakes from Wales because Viagra the interior package was busted open from the hilarious packing job. I pushed the paper box back into shape to take the photo, but it was gruesome.
I like oatcakes already, and these with cheese were totally tasty, as you might imagine. I had to look up Caerphilly cheese to see what it was supposed to taste like, and there are few descriptions outside “salty” and “mild” which is good, because that’s what the oatcakes tasted like. So, success, I suppose.
Apparently the slang for Caerphilly cheese is “the crumblies” which is entirely too accurate for what happened to the oatcakes. ALSO. The town of Caerphilly has a festival called The Big Cheese, which as near as I can tell is a Renaissance Fair with cheese, and I honestly can’t think of a better time unless there’s also a Firefly/Serenity convention there at the same time.October 1st, 2011 | Drama!, Food Rant