Food is talking
This happened to me some days ago. I was going to bake some cinnamon buns, because I had to use up some milk and butter before I traveled home for Christmas. It was then I noticed. The foods, they where trying to tell me something. First there was the milk.
I thought it was a nice thing to say to me, that I was 1337. This made me feel good about myself, knowing that the milk thought I was elite. When it was time to pour the flour into the bowl, I just emptied the entire package. There wasn’t much left. I looked at the scale, and was met by the following message.
It said 360. I didn’t even notice this before I was going to pour more flour in the bowl, from a fresh package. This made me feel even more awesome. The flour talked to me, through the scale, about my Xbox 360. It seemed the milk and flour was telling me that I was 1337 on my Xbox 360!
After a train of happy thoughts, I started to think about the implications of this message. Was this a message of irony, seeing that I had neglected the Xbox 360 in light of my recent examinations? Perhaps this was some sort of twisted joke, intended to pump up my self esteem, only to break it down once I play the Xbox 360 again? Mabye the milk and flour told me I sucked at it? This I might never know, because I am now terrified to ever bake cinnamon buns or play Xbox 360 ever again. At least for the rest of the year.
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December 18th, 2008 at 3:18 am
It always make me smile when I check what time it is and my phone tells me I am 1337.
December 18th, 2008 at 11:18 am
True. But do you have a good relationship with your phone? If not, are you sure it is not mocking you?