I just found out one of my Facebook friends died 2 days before Christmas. I never met him in real life, only online, but we really got along when we talked.
Shit like this is why I’m never in any hurry to do the whole “friend” thing. It’s always ended badly for me.
I made spaghetti once again, but I somehow messed up and added a can of black eyed peas with snaps. You know what, though? It was good.
I had a biscuit, too, because I can.
Everybody I’m in regular contact with knows I’ve been sick lately. I do feel a little better, but I’m in no way over it completely.
Why did they all just randomly decide to swarm my house today and give me no option to just fucking ignore them? I am taking notes and trying to figure out how to get my revenge.