dreamfucks

May 01, 2007 11:42

It's hard to be quiet when looking for salsa at 3:30 in the morning and both jars are at the back of the fridge behind the two large salads and the many noisy mustard containers and milk jugs. It's hard to be quiet when you finally get to the salsa only to find out it's tomato paste. It's hard to be quiet when you decide to use the tomato paste (because now you have no idea where the salsa is) only to find out it has expired. It's easy to be quiet when you actually use the tomato paste because for the most part it looks okay and you are a little ashamed about it.

To be clear, I don't want to see Dreamgirls.

Neither do I really want to go to this group thing. Fuuuck. I don't even know if it's happening. Why is it only once a week? Christ.

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