repeat after me

My house smells like the fiery pits of hell mixed with tofu and it is driving me completely insane.
This weekend is going to suck. Work neglected to schedule me for a second week in a row so I don't know what to do with myself.
I wish I had a cute boy to make plans with to fill the void of Chantel not being here but alas, no such boy exists.
I want to go grocery shopping but I figure it's easier to not spend money and starve.