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Chicken salad with greens from my island, onions from the garden, and a chicken I slaughtered a few months back and roasted on Sunday. Also, knob creek and anxiety.
Wine. And my partner threatening shots, depending on which way things start to go. I'm trying sooooo hard not to think about it, but I am so worried about it all, so wine seems reasonable (I had a late lunch so it's not on an empty stomach.)
Mrs Slack and I just returned from a few post voting cocktails (and giant pretzel) - and now we've got a frozen pizza in the oven. Simple comfort food. We promised the bartender we'd return in four hours for a celebratory cocktail. God I hope we have a reason to go.
I had some little star pastas, in chicken broth with some rosemary (stolen from a gianormous bush down in the big city), garlic, and a couple pieces of asparagus.
Half a pork chop and less than a cup of rice. My stomach is a mess and I can't figure out if it's the election or incipient flu (feeling meh for the past few days).
Had some awesome "Sopranos recipe" baked ziti at the campaign HQ. It has been very popular.It contains meatballs, lots of herbs, and fresh mozz. That was before 5 and before an evening's work. Now I have a Dogfish Head IPA and am at the bar and have just finished some greasy chicken fingers with honey mustard sauce.
So far, beer. I am totally fat. If Obama wins, I will clean up my act. If not, I give up. Not moving, but just letting myself go to pot because I mise well be bombed my a stray warhead aimed at DC as anything else. So there.
A cheeseburger with cheddar, onions and mushrooms, fries, a mess of Guinness, the odd camel light and discretionary dram of vodka, of course. I'm American, ain't I?
I slept until about 3 p.m. (Alaska time; 7 p.m. eastern). I voted this morning around 7:30 a.m. before going to bed.
Since getting up, I've had coffee, grape juice, and popcorn. My food stock is low right now, so later I'll end up eating a frozen chicken burrito. I'm a five-minute walk from a grocery store, but only the lure of chocolate is tempting me to leave my cozy little home right now.
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