All I have to eat in my fridge is beer. My dog is nursing a Kong ball full of peanut butter, so she's eating much healthier than I am. I'm bummed the scores haven't come out (yet) today, but not as much as my mother. She keeps texting me, increasingly more pissed off, like somehow it's my fault that I don't have results to tell her about yet. And maybe she's right.... my penmanship is horrible... maybe the reason everyone
is waiting for their scores right now is that LSAC can't figure out if I thought Metropolis or Universal City was a better city for a convention... heavy.
Technically you do have a dog to eat. Don't get me wrong, my Maltese is wearing a Duke sweater and I kissed him no less than 4 times on the mouth tonight, but I did spend a year teaching in Asia, and I can say from experience that dog is an option. And grandstanding aside (I love my dog more than anything), if I'm being real, it's a delicious option.