discolé monade

it was that thing, that you told us about, that one time, in that place you used to go to.

likes to invite himself over for my world famous stolen ribs.

everything hurts. and i can't work out like i used to. i hurt myself, quite a bit. my insides don't work right. i worry all the time for my adult children, becuase they struggle, and i dont know how good of a job i did. i think about death alot. how i'm going to die. will it be violent? will it be peaceful? how much didn't i do? how much can i do? can i even? bargaining with my time on this earth, *like the universe is listening. but, a little herbage, sets the mind at ease, and i start to think about what i'm going to plant next, that i need to get in the sewing room. how can i get these classes for the youth going. what else can i do for my world while i'm here. and then i think, boy oh boy, i also can't wait for this to be over, becuase boy howdy, it's been a rough ride, and i dont' EVEN know how i made it through. what i think the most about though...is will i leave this place, better than i found it? probably not, but i'm the chick that will wipe down the sink in the public bathroom, leaving it better for the next person. so, i still try.

taught guy fieri everything he doesn't know.

leftover: garlic butter rice, black beans and diced sautee tomato. no bok choy. : [ ate it with tortilla chips. it wasn't terrible.

coordinated a network of pickle jar openers, only to be utilized on alternate tuesdays.

likes to cosplay as the least intimidating biker, ever.

buys movie tickets only to go in the theatre, tidys up, leaves, waits outside until move is over, and tidys up some more.

22$ happy ending?

yesterday i made rice and black beans. today, i sautee some garlic in 1/4 butter, and put that on the rice, sauteed a 1/2 of tomato in that same pan. added back some rice and the black beans. then i chopped up some bok choy root base first, then the chopped leaves, let that steam. so good. so so so good.

is currently composing a rock opera to a random dissertation he found, while urban camping in connecticut. IS SUCH A FONT BLOCKER!!

discovered that mr. hoonie and mrs. tuddlesworth were having a torrid affair in the janitors closet.

i can't stop eaaaattttiiiinnngggg. omg i'm a fat slut.

you used to get it in your fishnets.

why?

sometimes likes to plant jelly beans, just because.

avoids conversations by becoming an NPC player, and starts saying things like "have you checked the mill" and "it was 2 days past since those renegades left town"

at exactly 1350 hours, daily, he gets on the CB and plays c w mcall's 'convoy' to what he believes, are delighted truckers in a 100 mile radius.

eggplant parm. leftover. i made a chocolate cake with the boy yesterday. i had some left over vanilla icing i had used for my covered oreo take... anyway. along with the choco. buttercream.OMG but...i have to eat my dinner before i can have any cake. extra walking - sure thing more situps - no worries. heartburn - that's what pepcid's for. literally to die for chocolate cake. i mean i literally measured shit with my heart at one point. SO good.

has spent close to 1,872$ on cartons of eggs. trying to start an 'eggplant' farm. it's hard work, and boy does this guy know it.

may be crackard. deep plant alt, working for the ATF

yes, and i am actually doing a chap./ day. i'll be ready by the 1st for testing. ty for asking. ; ]