This task took me an half hour but has taken me six months to post. Due to wacky events I couldn't post the text I had written for it until now. Following is a look into my past that has, once again, grossed me out.

I moved into my current apartment about four months ago. I stocked up my fridge about four months ago. I haven't cleaned it out until today. What follows is an exploration into these past four months and an examanation of my eating, as well as social, habits. I warn you, the utter disregard for health shocked even me. I was only spurred on to clean my fridge and do this task by the odor of rot that emanated from my fridge whenever I opened the door. This is not a journey to be undertaken by the faint of heart nor weak of stomach. That said, let us begin.



I faced a clutter mess as my first challenge. I have a habit of emptying things but not throwing away the containers. Thus, I began by doing just that. After that I began searching for the odor. My first suspect was some two week plus old chicken. I didn't snap a picture of it but I can assure you, it was pretty nasty, slimy in the bag I'd placed it in with hopes of future use. Behind the chicken I found some Italian sausage I'd completely forgotten. In my absence it had gotten lonely and started growing its own friends.



Yes, it was fast on its way to creating its own ecosystem. Sadly, it was doomed for the dump. The next thing I worked on disposing was some beans and fajitas from over a month ago.



I'd had every intention of finishing the rest of it, but as days wore on, I managed to eat dinner at home less and less. Balancing a fifty hour job with an active social life isn't always the easiest thing to do and sometimes dinner takes a back seat. Anyways, with mold spots taking over, there's no way I'm eating it now.

I think of myself as a healthy eater, when I get the chance to eat, so I by a lot of fruits and veggies. One of the more popular things I by is lettuce. Red leaf doesn't last too long though and as more stuff moves in some gets shoved to the back. I found lettuce in three stages of decay. First, I found rotten prewashed lettuce from my first big dinner here. I had invited my girlfriend over to my apartment for the first time and had made here a nice spaghetti dinner. It must have been three months old. Pretty good shape considering its age, actually. I was actually a little sad throwing away a piece of a happy memory, even if it was decaying.



Next I found some lettuce from god-knows-when but confined to its bag. It took me a few minutes to figure out what it was, as I couldn't remember refrigerateing dog diarreha. It was past slimy to the point of squishy. Not a fun thing to get my hand around.



The third stage of decay was dried. Once again, I can't recall when or why this came to be in my fridge, all I know was that it was leaving. It's amazing how small a head of lettuce can get when it looses all its water.



Other old veggies included a green pepper transforming to red, while going wrinkley, and celery that had desicated to over half its size (see lettuce above).

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The most disgusting veggie I found was some four or so month old zucchini. The only reason I knew it was zucchini was that I'd put it there. It had turned into a sort of putrification smoothy. Nasty as I could ever imagine a zucchini being.



Finally, I figured it was time to pitch the caramel I had made a while ago. It was for a present I was making(chocolate caramel truffles). It turned out alright, just in far more than I expected. I snacked on it for two weeks but after a while I decided it was too old to safely eat. Now I just need to figure out how to clean out the pans.



Thanks for joining me on this journey through my filthy habits and I hoped no lunches were lost along the way. If any were, don't feel bad. Mine almost was as well.