I cooked steak and mashed potatoes and gravy. The steak was like shoe leather. That's what happens when you get meat from Wal-Mart. I need to get more steaks from my dad.
I love wine. I'm not a wino. But I do really love the feeling. I feel all tingly and happy. I'm going to be signing up for some major overtime at work this upcoming week. I need money and I want something to keep my mind busy. It's nearly winter and coming home single at a time when a person would normally have someone to curl up with really fucking blows. I'm glad the turd is gone but I miss being a part of a couple. I feel kind of old. I know I'm just 25, but still. Life is like short and stuff and it blows I wasted all that time. And, to top that off, I thought some really cool stuff was starting to happen but the realization that I'm probably half crazy came fast and hard today. I think I need a game-plan or something because I feel kind of like I'm in some sort of dream that I can't get out of. Sometimes I really can't believe where my life is right now. It's like the whole last year never happened.
In better news, I am cooking cherry turnovers. Thank God for cherry turnovers.
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