sad fridge

Over the weekend I moved into a Homewood Suites, so I can do some cooking. I'm limited to two burners, no oven, poor cookware and a lack of utensils, but I can still make a few things. I went to the grocery and picked up some groceries to start.

My refrigerator looks pretty sad, bacheloresque, though if the cans were cheap light beer rather than cheap soda it'd be even more depressing. Such is the life of a traveling disaster salesman.