There’s only one way: tuna fish and noodles, which I made today as comfort food since my plans for the weekend, such as GOING UP TO SEATTLE TO DO RESEARCH AND MOSTLY TO CELEBRATE RICHELLE‘S NEW RELEASE, SUCCUBUS BLUES, IN STORES NOW! are totally shot.
This crap isn’t as good as I remember it, either. Maybe I need to mix in some peas and crush some Saltines in it, because I’m not feeling the comfort. Actually, it’s kind of gross. Great. Now am I not only missing a party, but have become a haughty lower-middle-class beeeeyotch who can’t appreciate the finer things in life, like tuna noodles.
I still like Mac & Cheese though (but only the generic brand kind. Kraft isn’t so good.)