Update 2- State of the Olan The year 3434 of the Second Age. Here follows the account of Olan, The High Inquisitor of his home and the finding of the multiple plates of spaghetti. I have began to slowly feel better although I still have two more weeks of antibiotics. I dont want to jinx it because it did leave and come back. However my feeling better may of been due to the soft jelly like eyes of that floppy eared mutant mini horse (Tardis) or the endless swirls of pasta enriched spaghetti made by the thundercat (Starscream). Whatever the case Im glad for the momentary relief. I have been writing quite a bit in between each plate of spaghetti this cat keeps making me. I will take anything at this moment beside the long soft carb induced tentacles of pasta. I did finally summon up to courage to ask for a peanut butter and jelly sandwich from feline chief. I was given no reply but the hard banging of a pot slamming on the stove. My first thought was a fried PB&J! Now were getting somewhere! This sounds like a rare treat! I then hear the intense sharp burst of H20 hitting the aforementioned pot....I knew immediately what was for dinner...spaghetti! I smuggled contraband or assorted peanuts and baby carrots. A combination not suited for one another but in this dire situation it is the creme brûlée of my heart for it contains no pasta. It is precious to me though I buy it with great pain. The freshness of my baby carrots begin to fade. -Olan
Posted on: Fri, 16 Jan 2015 20:42:25 +0000
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