fuck this pace
I used to be way chill with the shit-talking. It was a hobby at the very least and if you gave me some hookah it could turn into a marathon. Now it seems kind of pointless. Maybe that's only today though. People at work talk mad shit. It's kind of intimidating. They all secretly hate each other or have beef with each other. It's exhausting to try and keep up. I guess though don't get me wrong, give me some hookah and I'll talk shit or maybe just shoot the shit for hours.
I am pretty much over summer. The break was nice at the beginning, but now I am working more than I ever work at school and five days a week compared to the three days a week that I will have classes next semester. It seems fall semester will be more of a break than summer.
I wish I had a funny anecdote to share, but I don't.
I want to cook a suoer fancy meal and serve it on super fancy china (I totally wish Richard Dawson would come over for dinner and share storied about Match Game). I would also love to have my own cooking show, but I don't want to seem crazy and they always do. Take Paula Dean for instance and how she suggested that this recipe had no added sweetners aside from the donuts. This is my favorite joke recipe ever. I want to make it sometime and pretend like I think it's good and make people eat it. I feel like Paula Dean's fried chicken recipe, however, redeems her to a point where she can almost do no wrong.
I am pretty much over summer. The break was nice at the beginning, but now I am working more than I ever work at school and five days a week compared to the three days a week that I will have classes next semester. It seems fall semester will be more of a break than summer.
I wish I had a funny anecdote to share, but I don't.
I want to cook a suoer fancy meal and serve it on super fancy china (I totally wish Richard Dawson would come over for dinner and share storied about Match Game). I would also love to have my own cooking show, but I don't want to seem crazy and they always do. Take Paula Dean for instance and how she suggested that this recipe had no added sweetners aside from the donuts. This is my favorite joke recipe ever. I want to make it sometime and pretend like I think it's good and make people eat it. I feel like Paula Dean's fried chicken recipe, however, redeems her to a point where she can almost do no wrong.