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Sunday, May 9th, 2004 01:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
caddymanDue to stunning laziness on my part, I have to go to Sainsbury's today for the week's shopping. That means being part of the mêlée that is Sunday afternoon in a supermarket.
I have had a long conversation with the contents of my fridge and we have both decided that if they don't bother me, I won't upset them. That is to say that I shall allow the contents to relocate peacefully. Most of the contents is being quite reasonable, but there is a fairly belligerent pack of something that was once processed, but which has since evolved, pacing around below the icebox and flaunting its sell by date at me in an accusing fashion.
The fresh milk is cowering in the door, hiding behind a stoic jar of raspberry jam. I think it is trying to avoid the processed thing.
I have had a long conversation with the contents of my fridge and we have both decided that if they don't bother me, I won't upset them. That is to say that I shall allow the contents to relocate peacefully. Most of the contents is being quite reasonable, but there is a fairly belligerent pack of something that was once processed, but which has since evolved, pacing around below the icebox and flaunting its sell by date at me in an accusing fashion.
The fresh milk is cowering in the door, hiding behind a stoic jar of raspberry jam. I think it is trying to avoid the processed thing.