Friday, June 20, 2008

Excuse me, I have to go and look after my wok.

And while I wish that was some sort of euphemism for something really dirty I'm afraid it's a simple statement of fact. My mother gave me a wok, I cooked something with it, now I have to clean it properly. Honestly, if simple cooking implements take this much work then it probably explains the whole 'why I'm single' thing...



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