February 25, 2005 :: 1:16 a.m.
baby corn and haggis
I know this is like the 47th time I've updated in the last 24 hours, but I am BORED. And since it's late and I have no one to talk to... well, you know.
I hate those little baby corn things. They taste weird and they freak me out. And is there anything in the world more vile than haggis?
"A Scottish dish consisting of a mixture of the minced heart, lungs, and liver of a sheep or calf mixed with suet, onions, oatmeal, and seasonings and boiled in the stomach of the slaughtered animal."
That is offensive to so many of my senses. The ethical ones. The visual ones. All 100 or so tastebuds. Gyah.
Googling yourself is so bizarre.
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