The_annoying_one

Beef roast, rice, onions and potatoes all mixed up into a casserole-type dish of utter awesomeness.

My now former doctor’s incompetence is reaching levels that could seriously affect me in a very bad way, and they are about to meet my evil side. I am done with this bullshit.

I’d much rather FIGHT the THRILL.

I have a job interview on Wednesday, and all I can do is imagine every single way I’m going to destroy my chances. Is anybody else here like this, or am I just being completely ridiculous?

Baked chicken legs and lima beans.

What do you call a fake noodle? An impasta.

Having 4-pc chicken tenders and fries from KFC. Hopefully it’ll alleviate yet another monstrous headache that I’ve had all day.

I can handle the combat in most video games just fine. But I think I’m finally getting too old for the ones with such intricate puzzles, they basically require a fucking high-end college degree to solve without online help.

Microwaved a frozen pizza with some Cheetos Puffs and a bottle of Not Your Father’s Root Beer. The epitome of a “Too lazy to make anything, but don’t feel like wasting money on delivery” meal.

Fried some boneless pork chops, and diced them up in barbecue sauce. Had that and some black eyed peas.

I’m pretty sure I just booked my own first class ticket to hell. A friend called me about 30 minutes ago. I didn’t answer because I just didn’t feel like talking. He left a voicemail asking me if I’d like to meet him and one of his other friends (whom I’ve never met) at a bar near my house to play Pokèmon. I texted him back a few minutes ago and lied about being sick. The truth is, I just don’t feel like meeting new people right now. And I have exactly zero interest in playing Pokèmon. Also, I should mention that the last time I talked to this friend, he informed me that he’s autistic. Said a lot of people have stopped being friends with him because of it and he just couldn’t bare it if I ever did. That’s a lot of pressure I didn’t need. Am I an asshole?

Shit. I need to go think about some things.

But they weren’t even born yet.

My grandparents met on the Titanic?

I mean, yeah, your post kind of made me think it was two people. But it’s not entirely your fault. My brain was pretty much at half capacity last night.

Me at 11:40PM - “I think I’ll eat some Zebra Cakes and Oreo Cakesters.” Me at 3AM or later - “Why the hell can’t I just fall asleep?!”