|Sort of a problem.
||[Sep. 21st, 2006|04:36 pm]
|||||something scratching in the walls||]|
Okay. Since Vivian and his Mhirai-critter have barricaded themselves in the basement to await the apocalypse or something, we do not have a cook for the time being. Therefore, the wedding feast will have to consist of soda crackers, tinned tomatoes, and whatever's in that jar I found in the back of the pantry. Also, there will be no cake. Not that I especially care, you understand.