Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Comfort Food?

Roommate is feeling even more despondent Re: the lack-of-jobiness than I am (though she has less Brick* moments in her interviews than I, so perhaps there's hope for her yet).

Anyway. I am making dinner tonight, to make me feel better, and hopefully to make her feel better. Suggestions will be taken until 5pm EST. Ready? GO!



* Oh for Pete's sake. Go watch Anchorman. I love lamp.

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