I Keep Thinking About That Guy in Fight Club With His Fridge Full of Nothing But Condiments.

Today's big accomplishment: cleaning out the refrigerator. After disposing of any items which appeared to be ice-encrusted, or deeply ancient, or both, I note that my fridge contains the following items:

Freezer:
2 mostly-full 10-lb. bags of coffee beans (cinnamon hazelnut and mocha java flavored)
1 low-fat french bread pizza
1 low-fat turkey dinner
1 boneless chicken breast

Fridge:
Carton of orange juice
Carton of 2% milk
Half a jug of spiced apple cider
Can of coffee
5 eggs that are actually well past their use-by date, but probably won't kill me
Tub of "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter"
Half a can of chicken broth
1 ear of corn on the cob
Blackberry wine cooler left over from several New Year's Eves ago
Tiny amount of Zesty Italian salad dressing
Relish
Jar of sweet pickles
Half a bottle of BBQ sauce

I have the feeling this all says something telling about me, really.