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Todays link: http://www.witherspoonsociety.org/assisi_decalogue.htm

Yesterday my parents brought home a jar of mussels. marinated mussels. Now, I know some people really like shellfish (oysters, etc) but frankly I can't see why. Mussels don't strike me as particularly delicious. I mean, if you drip lemon on them - then they taste like lemon. And then, after you've chewed one for a while, you get this bitter, raw taste on te back of your tongue which you can't avoid if you're going to swallow it. Ew.

In other kitcheny news, I saw a label that said "Salmon Stunned Olives". Then I looked closer and realised i said "Stuffed". But it amused me anyway. I had this mental image of a burly man weilding a large salmon chasing olives around the room. Whenever he managed to stun a couple, a little wiry guy would rush in and scoop them into a jar.

Today at work somebody referred to poppy seeds as "black sesame seeds". Riiight, then. It was really empty, which was good as I was extremely spaced out. Not as bad as last week when Agatha had to put me in back because she didn't think I could deal with customers, but enough that I was really glad for the lull. Howevere we had a LOT of bread to throw away. Should be the same tomorrow, which means lots of free godies for my school peeps ^_^

I finally reorganised my guitar music folder so all the stuff I don't play is in one sleeve and the stuff I do is neatly arranged. Wheee. House of the Rising Sun is a really awesome song. And I just had to make up a song about cars because my brother refused to go to sleep without one. Sigh.