Yes, and
I'm still alive. I just don't feel like saying much of anything, and there's not much to say.
On Monday, I grilled chicken (on an open fire rather than a grill pan) for the first time ever. It went pretty well (even if the chicken did turn out to be a little underdone; a few minutes in the microwave fixed that), but I was bitten mercilessly by the local insect life on my arms. Ow.
I am terribly, terribly annoyed with myself for sleeping too much, particularly when I really shouldn't need sleep. In this manner, I managed to waste the entire day from about 10:30 to 4:00. Jesus Christ.
Dreamed about driving in Bloomington. Wanted to cry when I woke up.
More when I have anything to say.
♥ for augustuscaesar, whose e-mail is very important to me and will be answered in the order in which it has been received, whenever I get off my duff and exert myself to answering e-mail.
On Monday, I grilled chicken (on an open fire rather than a grill pan) for the first time ever. It went pretty well (even if the chicken did turn out to be a little underdone; a few minutes in the microwave fixed that), but I was bitten mercilessly by the local insect life on my arms. Ow.
I am terribly, terribly annoyed with myself for sleeping too much, particularly when I really shouldn't need sleep. In this manner, I managed to waste the entire day from about 10:30 to 4:00. Jesus Christ.
Dreamed about driving in Bloomington. Wanted to cry when I woke up.
More when I have anything to say.
♥ for augustuscaesar, whose e-mail is very important to me and will be answered in the order in which it has been received, whenever I get off my duff and exert myself to answering e-mail.