My previous entry was written in a fit of rage while I was puffy faced and had limited jaw movement. But now I am healed. I didn't even use any of my Vicodin, which I am now offering up for trade for various baked goods.
Anyway, yesterday after an incredibly long food crisis, I/Taylor made the treacherous drive to the Ave so I could get a gyro and greek fries from Aladdin's, which I didn't end up finishing but the point is that it was a sandwich type food that I ate some what successfully.
There was a better picture, but I can't figure out how to rotate it and iPhoto bites.