peanut butter sandwich

SO...we have nothing eatable in our kitchen anymore. After my peanut butter sandwich this morning its safe to say there will be no more eating in. But its an interesting story how exactly I got to a single peanut butter sandwich. So let me tell you. I got up around 11, you know was a little hungry so I went to the kitchen. I tried to make some frozen vegetables right, I put them In our microwave, which youd think wouldn't be a problem. Well, the other day without thinking I put a pan of ours in the microwave and it sort of exploded and our microwaves been acting up ever since. So back the story I put the bowl of frozen vegetables in the microwave and its really weird because I put it in for like 10 minutes and the bowl got really really hot, but the vegetables didnt. They were still frozen. So I didn't get to eat those. I'm not sure how that works but anyways so yeah. I also started out making a grilled cheese. So i put the cheese on the bread and decided that maybe I would throw some tomatoes on it. I cut up the tomato and put some on the sandwhich then I tried the last bit. Sickest thing Ive ever eaten, they were nasty and grainy and sour and really soft. So i spit it out and took the tomatoes off of the sandwich and just decided to eat the cheese. I try a piece of that. "Swiss cheese.." mmmmm'.... no. provolone. that was a month old. ewwww. so thats how i got to eat a peanut butter sandwich, with the last of the peanut butter. The last thing we have.