Guys, I'm going to start with a story about my refrigerator. Trust me; it's relevant.
We bought a new refrigerator a few months ago and I can't even tell you how much I love this thing. It's kind of embarrassing. My husband actually makes fun of my affection for it. It's stainless steel, armoire style, which means the freezer is a drawer on the bottom and it has two doors on top that open, well, like an armoire and it's gorgeous and it has cool LED lighting and the fridge is RIGHT THERE, you don't have to stoop to find stuff on the bottom or in the back, the doors have huge shelves that hold a bottle of wine (and other things of course) and I just love it more than one should love an appliance.
The freezer, however, is a goddamn nightmare. Picture two small laundry baskets inside a drawer. You can't get them out of the drawer. You can't really organize them. You can only see the top layer. This is my freezer, and it sucks. But do I care? Does it detract from my unnatural love for this refrigerator? No. Because the good is SO DAMN GOOD that it makes me not care about the bad
( That sucks for you, doesn't it? Because you really mean that. )
You know where I'm going with this. Soul Survivor (10.03) is my refrigerator. So let's get the contents of the freezer out of the way first.