Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Mmmm, pass the salt.

For those of you Good Guilt Ridden Catholics out there, Ash Wednesday is tomorrow- this a perfectly appropriate time to give up on all the fun that law school's not letting you have, and call it a sacrifice, instead of "spring semester."

Also, in the event that you're the kind of Good Guilt Ridden Catholic that my mother wants me spending more time with, and you won't be eating meat on Fridays for the next 40 days- good news:

As of the 16th Century, these guys are officially Pope-sanctioned fish. Capybara it up! I have dibs on the little one in the corner.


Philosofya said...

I really hope you shave him.

In it to my eyeballs said...

Really Pope-man, really?

I don't think I'm the kind of Catholic your mother wants you spending more with.

Courtney at Blogging Matilda said...

Ha! After two whole days of dieting, I might just join you in this fine cuisine :)

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How public—like a Frog—
To tell one's name—the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!
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