And Oreos. I miss Oreos.

Alright, I miss having a kitchen.

It’s pitiful when I start thinking about ways I could steam broccoli using an electric teapot, and start ripping strips of toilet paper to hold the broccoli, and look down on what can only be described as a half-made nest made over a woman’s toilet full of boiling water and bodily waste, and only then decide that I’m being a crazy person and should just eat the broccoli raw.

At least there’s extra spice on my Korean carrot salad today! YUM!