So I finally finished my sophomore year of college today (!) and I celebrated by watching my ritual Julie & Julia whilst I cleaned out my dorm room and packed up my stuff.
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| Solid Valentine's Day throwback. |
I was moving around a lot of things and discovering old papers and odd knick-knacks I thought I had lost forever (as one does when one moves out of a dorm) when a fucking rancid scent began to waft through the room. And when I say rancid, I mean just straight up rotten ASS smell. It was the smell of death.
I began frantically searching for the source, hoping that I could do something to contain it as soon as possible when BAM! I realized what it was.
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| MOTHER |
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| FUCKING |
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| MOLDY |
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| ASS |
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| ONION |
You guys remember my leftover onion, right? The one that's just been chilling in my room for at least three and a half months now? It started to grow weird green finger things awhile back and then when I tried to give it some sunlight, it just dried up? You know the one.
Well, it's super decomposed and mushy now, so that's kind of cool (but mostly just gross).
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| With its last dying breath, Moldy the Onion cursed the one known as "Julia the Destroyer." |
I think I'm going to try and plant it in my backyard when I get home, though it might already be too late for little Moldy. Only time will tell. Or a botanist. But I don't know any botanists, so I'm just going to bury the fucker.
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Julie & Julia Quote of the Day: "We've never really discussed what to do."
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