Bring on the junk!

I just polished off a large packet of Tao Kay Noi and three packets of Pocky crunch alongside the sarcasm of Dr. House. Mother superior is out of town with daddy-o in tow, their departure heralds the availability of EVIL WHITE BREAD, EVIL WHITE RICE, EVIL FULL FAT MILK and copious amounts of snacks. Ahhhhh the smell of cheezel dust crusted fingers when I wake in the morning brings such delight. Two glorious weeks of junk and living in my own filth.

PS: I really miss the resident fat cat that used to roam our estate in search of his next snack. He was such a comforting sight. Where are you cat?