when the ashes of life fall down from the skies

[_perfectionist_]

My new routines:
- do sit-ups and/or push-ups until I can't anymore every time justifiable anxiety overwhelms me
- do sit-ups or push-ups every until I can't anymore time I can't sleep
- write things out by hand instead of typing everything all the time

At this rate I am going to be the Strongest Man in the World by the end of the summer, I think

Comments

[cheshm_badoomi]

ok well im not a big fan of sour stuff (which makes me a total outcast in my family.. and among my friends.. and their families, and my boyfriend and his family.. and well.. basically anyone iranian ever) BUT i love (LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE) garlic and this last winter in iran i went to someones house and they offered me torshi (sour stuffs) and i said no, and my father was like no no, its garlic, try it (iranians seriously pickle everything ever) and it was THE MOST DELICIOUS THING I HAVE EVER PUT IN MY MOUTH. it wasnt even super sour, it was just... i dont know.. had this weird tang PLUS SUPER GARLIC-Y taste and this lady had been aging this garlic for OVER TWENTY YEARS ON HER BALCONY. omgggggggggggg i cant tell you how delicious it was. i ate an entire head of garlic and reeked of it for days hahaha. anyway, this comment is totally useless because i dont have the recipe for it! im sure there are tons out there but i want HERS and i will GET IT this summer.. for now i just wanted to share my garlic story haha. im going to hopefully not be a bum and comment later with some torshi recipes.

[_perfectionist_]

my mouth is watering so dramatically right now, hahaha holy crapppppp. twenty years! that is awesome.

I love sour stuff.