I guess I'm not prolific

I guess I'm not prolific enough anymore. Lately anyway. So says an email anyway.

So this is what's happening.

I can only assume that it was Shoprite that poisoned my girlfriend. Eel sushi and then three days of vomiting. We've learned a harsh lesson about pre-packaged sushi. By the way... does that merit a refund? Bring in a bag of the "result" and say, "I would like to return this sushi please." And when they ask what for, plop the bag down on the counter and say, "It turned into this vomit."

Yeah, I know that's disgusting.

Diet Dr Pepper tastes just like regular Dr Pepper. New Cherry Vanilla Diet Dr Pepper tastes just like... regular Dr Pepper. Next time, try adding vanilla and cherry flavor to your new vanilla and cherry flavored soft drink. It would only be fair. And by the way... does that merit a refund? When they ask what for, I'd pop a can open and ask the woman at customer service to taste it herself. I'd get loud with her. Scream, "Can YOU taste the vanilla? CAN YOU?" And of course she wouldn't taste it, because it just isn't fucking there in this soda. "False advertising! Deceptive labeling!" Shoppers would stare at me for sure. They'd wonder what was up with the crazy kid, stomping circles around a twelve pack of soda and occasionally stopping to flick them off... one can at a time.

Yeah, I know that's over the top.

Now, I have to go assemble a desk. E's Christmas gift. A mega super awesome crafty desk. Pictures later.