Sadness.. *sniff*

aight, check this out, it sucks somethin' awefull. So it sunday morning, I was in the kitchen trying to find something to eat, so I pour myself a bowl of Coco Crispy cereal, and then open the fridge to find no milk. all sorts of horrible things go through my mind, such as "Ahh Man!" And the alltime worst, "dangit" so I go into the basement and check that fridge, and low and behold there is a gallon of 2%, so now i'm happy again. I proceed to pour the milk, I sit down at my computer in a most joyous state, and take the first bite. But something is wrong, this milk has a funny affect on my well trained buds. so i say, "Ian check the date on that jug in the refridge." he does and reprts back, "it says, July 22." My worst fears are confirmed. And so I consumate this post; silently relenting the fact that the dog is now enjoying my breakfast.