Yes, it’s nostalgia time here at slowpainful dot com, and this of course means I’m going to fob you off with repurposed material. Never, and believe me when I say it, NEVER forget how good I am to you.
The first barrel of crude comes courtesy of, you guessed it, my fracking source of choice for black, sticky narcissism, Facebook. What would I do with my time otherwise? Clean the apartment? Fuddle-duddle!
(Justin, baby, did you catch my little quote from Papa Trudeau? My little fresh-from-the-oven brioche! Now answer your frickin’ phone, OK?)
If you click on the image – oh, snookums, as if you haven’t already, c’mon now, own up – you’ll be transported back to a kinder, gentler time of stockpiled egg whites and their invaluable quick life tip. Trust me when I say that my brutal honesty around this particular hack has saved many, many a marriage from actually taking place.
And if the stiffening peaks of my meringue leave your heart cold as a baked Alaska, allow me, if you will, to regale you with the updated semi-colons and changed text color on my post » Sacramento! and other useful California expressions. This is what we call, in “Innernet” jargon, a refresh.
So if you’re planning an ill-advised trip to California, or just looking to toss, as it were, some sparkly Epsom salts into the flat, tepid bathwater that is your sorry excuse for a life, I urge you to check it out.
Yes, I am, and thanks as always for being so in-my-face about it!
Thus, in summary, never, never forget how – hmmm? Oh, I did — ?