Well, not really, but I wanted to. Patsy convinced me to make something other than what I planned for dinner and when I went to eat it, it was too acidic for me and I ended up just eating my rolls. Well, I planned to make myself some refried beans after we finished watching Batman, so all was good. Well, I just microwave them, but I require a specific bowl, because most of our bowls are from World Market and one time when I made refried beans in them, the bowl cracked. The bowl necessary for heating refried beans is no where to be found in the kitchen, which means it must be in the basement. While I have no actual claim to this bowl, I think of it as mine and I got kind of pissed off, thinking my roommate has it. Oh well, I guess I'll just heat it in a pan and dirty extra dishes, but oh wait, the pans and all the other bowls are dirty. All the dishes are dirty. I'm eating cereal out of the box because I'm so hungry and I can't wash the dishes because my H is taking a bath. I'd kick him out of the bath, but with my current mood, it would just cause a fight that I don't want to have.