This is what happens when men are left alone. A dinner, as prepared by yours truly, consisting of macaroni and cheese, bread rolls and a pepsi. So sad really. My mother was late home from work and I was beginning to hunger, so in my panicked state I made the nearest prepackaged peice of garbage I could find. Sure, it taste good, but it also explains my excess weight. It’s funny, I am actually really good at cooking, but when it’s just me, I tend to be so lazy.