Feed Me Seymour!

It's not quite 6p and I'm fucking starving. What's up with that? I've gone longer without eating — whether voluntarily, absentmindedly, or no-other-choiceingly. And I ate breakfast, a good breakfast, this morning. Why am I hungry now? Well, I'm in the process of boiling potatoes to make mashed potatoes. Oh yes, and I will be making them the old fashioned way where you mash em up with one of those, uh, erm... potato... masher... thingies. Yeah. I think they will go nicely with the breaded chicken I will be making. Heck, right now I think I'd probably be prone to saying any food would go well with any other food. (There's a very good reason you should never go grocery shopping when hungry.)