- Mar 15, 2003
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So I haven't spoken to a friend in a while... Instead of saying "Hi, how are you, what are you up to?" I sent her this odd, meaningless letter.. Do you think I scared her away or what? BTW, I'm not romantically attached to her nor do I plan to be..
oH yEAH.. The Shampoo rant for those who are interested... Not really that funny, but the fact that I turn this in to a VERY anal media criticism professor was kinda funny..
**Update**
She finally replied! She apologized for the delay, thanked me for the email, and said that she was going through a tough breakup right now... So she wasn't ignoring me! And she called me crazy sam! yay! She also made slight innuendo about me writing her at an "interesting" time since she just brokeup - innuendo that I'll ignore since I'm in a relationship but that I'll still brag about since she's cute!
So I was eating some broccoli the other day... You know, the no-frills variety that you can find at your local superstore... I picked up a case (not a bag, mind you...a fvcking case) of flash frozen broccoli one day. I went to the store looking for shoe laces but, since I couldn't find any, instead spent my hard earned money on the broccoli.. Seventy four glorious six pound bags of frozen broccoli... I was worried about it not fitting in my tiny ultra-compact but my girlfriend and her mother agreed to take the bus home.... So flash forward to yesterday night...I was sitting at home alone watching the endless cycle of "MTV Music Video Awards" reruns...My girlfriend and her mom went clubbing so I was pretty bored and mildly depressed.... You know, after watching the MVA's seventeen times that kiss between Madonna and Britney becomes much less shocking and ends up as more of a curiosity than anything else. I was sitting watching 50-Cent accept some award for his "birfday" song when a hunger suddenly engulfed my body- I wanted some broccoli and I wanted it NOW... I ran to the refrigerator and was happy to find that thirteen of the seventy four six pound bags remained... While looking through the fridge I also noticed that the bulk pack of cheese that I purchased last year was nearing its expiration date... Instead of panicking I just relied on my endless wit and intelligence - I decided that I would melt the cheese and put it on the broccoli! Bizarre, crazy, a little naive... Dangerous, even... I knew the possible consequences but threw caution out the window... Like an Arab with C4 strapped to his chest, I was a man on a mission.. I nuked the cheese and broccoli for exactly three minutes and fourteen seconds....A Russian physicist named Boris Kerplunken discovered that it takes exactly three minutes and thirteen seconds to melt shredded cheese while simultaneously cooking the veggies that it covers... I was feeling a bit risqué that night so I added an extra second. Now, you may be on the edge of your seat right now and may be filled with many questions... Since I'm writing this letter it is obvious that I survived this experiment but, at what cost? Perhaps we'll talk in the future about the ethical and philosophical repercussions of my dance with death...
oH yEAH.. The Shampoo rant for those who are interested... Not really that funny, but the fact that I turn this in to a VERY anal media criticism professor was kinda funny..
**Update**
She finally replied! She apologized for the delay, thanked me for the email, and said that she was going through a tough breakup right now... So she wasn't ignoring me! And she called me crazy sam! yay! She also made slight innuendo about me writing her at an "interesting" time since she just brokeup - innuendo that I'll ignore since I'm in a relationship but that I'll still brag about since she's cute!