discolé monade

no bueno. i want to do that keto diet. but this house is impossible to even attempt that.

why sleep on the floor? bad back? if that's the case. get yourself a yoga mat at least.

you really are an evil temptress.

omg NOW i want steamed dumplings. CURSE YOU PEOPLE!

if it works. it works. and damnit. now i want apple cinna~bread .

awwwww look at that cute lil fluffer.

wait. don't. it needs to be warm you have a pie tin? use that. then you can spoon the icing on it and only put it on like 250

congrats. i just love seeing folks here doing good things in their lives.

i honestly had no idea it was broken. apparently back in '98, when that 'boot' dropped a projection screen on it RIGHT before i was up for NCO of the quarter panel. asshole. i still won though however, i didn't find this out until 2 years ago? i don't get any comp for it, other than that it's the right foot which overcompensates for my left knee. just hurts. i need a foot rub.

maybe. how big is it? because maybe you can put it in an aluminum foil sort of wrap up? do you know what i mean? like make a wall of foil around it?

i can't do that. i have to go go go all the damn time. wait..i take that back. if i have a liquid night before, yeah, i'm done. but that's rare.

if the icing is on it, no matter how you warm it, it will melt everywhere. do you think you can peel it off. nuke it. then put it back on?

yes. yes we do. well, i hope you had an enjoyable day. i did. until i didn't. i think i phuqed up my already broke foot. damnit

just came in. it was a beautiful day. except for the new neighbors. they are cutting down every tree in their yard. assholes.

days off are a good thing.

. oops. i mean. nothing

is an alright chica in my book.

and i am done with this day. barley pop:30 hoo ya'

i have a shit ton of yard work to do. and 97987397 more flowers. you will not tempt me to stay here and play. ya'll go outside, go and cook something. go do something. get off this things. *inb4 stfu disco* smooches.

do that. being in the kitchen makes me happy. especially when making something everybody likes.

he probably needs more positive reinforcement. but coming here to search for it, is his demise. i feel bad for the guy actually. my daughter (the one i brought down here w/baby) allowed herself to get consumed with depression. lazy has a big part in this. she is slowly coming around. i will say this. she got a job here within a month. sure it's only PT, but she is more active. and tries to fight the temptation to stay in bed allday. if he could only find a small gig. even volunteer. i think he could make a better attempt at fighting this. eh...what do i know?

we have been wanting to try gator in a po' boy recipe of sorts. the spousal unit even contacted on the swamp people to find out if they ship. but alas, they were retiring.

because my friend. we cook. we chef it's what we do. NOW GO TO THE STORE!

i'm a happy drinker. sometimes i get weepy with certain songs. but tequila. good lord. i'm a monster.

how you can have the kool~aid and no sugar? how you gonna' have the peanut butter and no jelly? lul lul. get up off yo' ass and go to the store!