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here's me with my arch enemy, ronald mcdonald. look at him with his sinister grin. yeah, i have no idea where i was going with that one, i just think it's a funny picture. oh crap, i just realized i said "arch enemy." didn't mean to make such a horrible, horrible pun.

i think my refrigerator is reaching maximum condiment capacity. there should be a rule that when those little jars of things no longer fit in the compartments in the door it's time to stop. but for some reason we haven't been able to control ourselves with the sauces, and the dressings, and the olives...i don't even know what the hell is in that door anymore.