Apparently the juice in meat is not blood, but sarcoplasm. Cool.
I really want a steak now, but I don't know how to cook meat. I'm afraid I'd fuck it up, and that maybe I am better off just having it in restaurants. Or maybe I'm just lazy.
Also, here's a cartoon that's a not-even-really-veiled metaphor for constipation.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
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