Nothing. Because my c*** aunt is home. I get so much shit if I even CONSIDER going into the kitchen. But she just cooked herself a huge steak and I was all </3 Waaaaaaant. My stomach was all "Arrrrrrrggggggghhhhh rooooooaaaaaar" and she was all "I'm a f***ing boring 40-year-old-virgin c***bag hahaha Danielle should totally punch me in the face!"
I totally should.
Disclaimer: The snow plus hunger makes my temper flare.
I had a bag of Harry&David Pear Chips. They were tasty but if you had an imperfection in one, like a bit of the membrane from around the core - it was hard as a rock, so I had to watch out for those and take them out before eating the rest of the chip. And they sound like they should be healthy, but according to the label they really aren't.