. . . how depressing and awful the post that was here five seconds ago really was.
Ugh.
In some ways, things are great, in other ways, it’s a whole lot of nuthin’.
I have 2 cans of Skyline Chili anxiously awaiting finely-grated cheddar cheese, mustard, and hot dogs, or maybe some spaghetti and some beans that I really can’t believe I’ve been too lazy to eliminate.
I’m not drinking a whole lot, but at really weird times, and weird things. I went through a rice wine phase last week, and yesterday I made myself some gunfire after work. Because it’s really fucking cold.
