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I awoke to an absolutely foul odor this morning. It turned out that my roommate had been cooking tuna on a George Foreman grill. That alone could not quite account for the smell. I then saw an emptied package of pineapple in the trash can. Could he have mixed them? And more importantly, why was tuna (not a morning dish by any stretch of the imagination) being cooked in the morning?

Next to liver, tuna is the most horrid consumable-food smell that I know of. What luck to have a roommate who adores this and various kinds of smelly fish dishes. A smell-altering plug-in of some sort shall be installed in my room soon.

Update: The mystery is solved. They were Teriyaki Tuna Fillets, fried on the George Foreman (or microwaved — the microwave door is open), garnished with Campbell's Southwest Pepperjack soup. Ugh. Pineapple would probably be less disgusting.