Day 34
Everything is disintegrating.
No lunch.
Spaghetti With Spicy Three Meat Sauce and Chicken Fritta
Cavatappi With Marinara Sauce
Cavatappi With Marinara Sauce and Meatballs
Spaghetti With Spicy Three Meat Sauce and Chicken Fritta
Even just looking at this picture is making me hungry! Great pasta. Really tasty. I highly recommend this pasta.
Pictured here is Spaghetti With Spicy Three Meat Sauce and Chicken Fritta, which I enjoyed eating.
Cavatappi With Marinara Sauce
Light, easy and fun to eat. Leftover marinara sauce makes for good dipping with breadsticks.
Pictured here is Cavatappi With Marinara Sauce, which I enjoyed eating.
Cavatappi With Marinara Sauce and Meatballs
This dish is actually very similar to Cavatappi With Marinara Sauce, but it has meatballs on it. The meatballs taste good, and so does the Cavatappi With Marinara Sauce, so altogether, this is a good dish to eat.
Pictured here is Cavatappi With Marinara Sauce and Meatballs, which I enjoyed eating.
Day 33
It's harder to remember things. Nothing as crazy as what happened yesterday - I definitely can piece together my entire day. It takes a while, though, and I miss some details. Hopefully it's just starvation of certain essential amino acids, or nerves.
Lunch was Moon.
Dinner was composed of three plates of pasta:
Well, I'm definitely not hungry.
A special thanks to my dining companion, Janessa!
Moon
The sterile light of the moon shines coldly over two Italians Sausages, tubes of meat engulfed by the mysterious glow. Is tonight the night where they make their move??
Pictured here is Moon - well, because, like, the lighting is....never mind.
Sun
The sun, incapable of mercy or pity, covers a side of the earth in molten rays of light. You feel tired, and weak, but you know that to stop here in the fettuccine fields means death.
Pictured here is Sun, and in the corner there you can see the remains of its previous victim.
Nebula
Nebulous though this definition might be, Nebula's widespread popularity and nebulization have changed the face of pasta forever - all dishes must have a certain nebularity to compete in today's market.
Pictured here is Nebula - try pronouncing it "neh-BOLA" for a terrifying twist!
Asteroid Belt
An impenetrable wall of spacerocks hurtling along at thousands of miles per hour in the infitinte reaches of space, or five shrimp? Your imagination can be the judge!
Pictured here is Asteroid Belt, unless you cannot look at things with the open mind of a child.
Day 32
Today I woke up in an Olive Garden. I didn't remember ordering a fettuccine with marinara and italian sausage. I didn't remember my waitress's name. I didn't even remember how I got there. I was just...suddenly aware.
Physically, I feel fine. I remember that I was sick. I don't remember much else. I guess I should be worried, but really, looking at the calendar and seeing I only have a little over two weeks left now, I am just relieved that I'll be free soon.
Lunch was Hootie and the Blowfish.
Dinner was composed of three plates of pasta:
Laurel and Hardy
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
Fettuccine and an Entire Sausage
At least I remembered my camera.
A special thanks to my dining companion, nobody, apparently!
Hootie and the Blowfish
This dish cribs heavily from an earlier, much more prominent pasta, and when it was called out on it, a large cash out-of-court settlement hushed up the whole thing. But true fans will always know the real score.
Pictured here is Hootie and the Blowfish - I'm such a baby, 'cause Shrimp Fritta makes me cry.
Laurel and Hardy
Sometimes, two people can play off each other so perfectly that they don't even need words. This is an excellent analogy for pasta, since it, being inanimate, cannot typically speak.
Pictured here is Laurel and Hardy - please play some jaunty ragtime piano tunes to get the full effect.