My inner diablo, who never wants to do anything fun anyway, wants to shut herself in my room-cavern, watch shitty movies on YouTube and eat. I'm sick of indulging her. I did dishes and am going to help Poncho paint/ shoot the shit, and then make chili alone in the world's darkest kitchen when he goes to Boyfriendlandía ( Read more... )

Irregardless of any logical thoughts or feelings about a situation, I can't stand being yelled at. I hate it when people are mad at me, whether or not (but especially) when I've done something wrong. And the waiting to talk. The waiting for feelings to pass ( Read more... )

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Peanut butter. I missed you at least ( Read more... )

These banana chips taste like the freezer they came out of. Assumingly. Bleh.

easier-than-Salmon
+ lemon pepper
+ ranch dressing
+ olive oil
+ toaster oven
+ lemon juice
= delicious

Brussel sproats on the menu for tomorrow. Recipe suggestions?