Me: PU. Well, at least now I can air out the house, since this recipe, whilst delicious, makes the kitchen smell like an NFL laundry hamper.
Me: *settles in while house airs and soup simmers*
Me: *watches the video all her friends are linking to, about random people getting in a fight at Denny's*
Me: *watches the video repeatedly, along with the tagline 'bitch, your pancakes look fine to me!'"
Me: *approximately 25 forced watchings later* DAMMIT NOW I NEED PANCAKES.
Me: *has no mix due to low-carb diet, looks online, and miraculously finds a recipe that A. can be made with things already in the house, B. looks delicious, and C. can be substituted to be not low-carb, but less than 1/4 carb of normal pancakes at least*
Me: *mix mix stir stir cook cook fuggoff cats, I already fed you, just because it came out of the pantry does not make it yours*
J.: *arriving home from work* Mmmmm... wait, I thought you were making Chinese food?
Me: I am.
J.: ...then what smells like bacon and vanilla?
J.: But why--
Me: DON'T QUESTION IT!
J.: Yo. *tips hat*
Me: Seriously. Soup is for dinner. Pancakes are for Stupid-Ass Internet-Based Craving. Once I have like, two, you will have all the rest of fantastic from-scratch pancakes and bacon leftover for you all weekend. How is this bad?
J.: You do have a point.
Me: Or I could just crumble them in the soup...
Me: KIDDING, jeez. PMS only goes so far.