snot and spaghetti

my boyfriend bought me a pasta maker, and it is the best thing that has ever happened to me. imperia. it's super shiny and very italian-looking and even came with a user manual that includes recipes for all different types of pasta. i think i will try tagliatelle first. or this:



that's an egg yolk in there! how i love you, delicious days. how i love you, imperia pasta maker. the manual comes in several different languages, italian first. strangely, the japanese and chinese instructions also display hand-drawn pictures. the makers probably didn't know how to translate tagliatelle, and so they just labeled all of the recipes "Noodles" with an image.

i am deathly ill today, and working from home. so far i have consumed a watery bowl of campbell soup (boyfriend has obviously never seen a progresso commercial) and an entire box of creamsicles. i am so sick of spreadsheets and cells and =SUM shit. it's driving me mad. the fact that i can't breathe properly because my sinuses are infected is also driving me mad. i am engaged in a vicious struggle with my inhales, exhales, and excel. the edges of my nostrils are glowing red and the abused skin will probably start peeling soon so i look like i have boogers all over my face. CVS White Facial Tissues just aren't cutting it. i need Kleenex Extra Soft or Puffs Plus Lotion. boyfriend obviously does not understand my tissue issues.

JEEZ. sneeze.