No More Fears

Move over Garfield. I had Lasagne today, baby.

PS: Till today, when I faced and beat it, I have had a phobia of lasagne in all kinds and forms, for the better part of six years.

So I'm fearless for a while, until someone sees fit to scare the bejeebers out of me with some new strange, freaky fobia.
(Fobia's the fear of wrong spellings, by the way, something I truly do not have.)