I tried to convey the terror I felt in my dream to Carl, but he wasn't having it. He waved me away and said I got him sick. In sickness and in health, Carl. In sickness and in mother fucking health.
So, I made these gluten-free, vegan brownies (stop making a face, Carl - these brownies beat the snot out of those gross brownie box mixes any day) because I needed to cope with my issues with Cyberdyne Systems and also, I was famished.
It brings a smile to my face when I can eat something so decadent for breakfast, especially when I have multiple servings. And I don't have to be fancy and use utensils. Because energy conservation.