Boring eater, rather than picky
Despite living in a student flat, I eat a fair old variety of food, usually cooking things from scratch which is hugely satisfying and dirt cheap (this week's food bill: £12).

Not my flatmate.

Flatmate's shopping list:
-two microwave chicken kormas
-12 mini sausage rolls
-12 mini scotch eggs
-FOUR tubs of ice cream
-two big bags of Walkers wanky crisps
-one loaf of bread
-one jar of peanut butter

That's it. If he doesn't have enough sausage rolls to constitute a meal, he'll get a takeaway Chinese, always the big chicken nugget things, always the fried rice.

Not only is he putting on incredible amounts of weight, not only does he not get any fruit or vegetables of any kind, not only does he spend more than double than what I do, this list must never change. If Asda are out of the chicken korma double pack, he'll keep going back every day until they're back in stock.

GodDAMNit, I hate him so much.

(Sub-note: I've recently discovered that he's a trans-sexual. He doesn't know that I know yet. When he gets angry, I tell him not to get his knickers in a twist and have to leave the room to stifle giggles. Little moments like that relieve the tedium of living with him.)
(Chanticleer, kept, awkwardly, pausing, on, Thu 1 Mar 2007, 14:33, Reply)