This isn't a competetion to say who's the coolest or what not, but personally I just find some people a more interesting read than others. I'm sure there have been a few who've glossed the pages of my diary and gone... zzz!
Fucking idiots...
I've gained my sense of humor back, although some might say I never had it to begin with.
I'm neglecting my studies, reading peoples diary and just really lovin the music right now.
I am really enjoying my entries lately... writing them for me, has been a lot better than when i had my drama queen sized breakdown.
I got in the habit of writing in self pity which sucks and anyone can get in that trap. I don't really judge others who do it cause we all have our moments.
I got shafted from my attempts at making plans with my old friends. It didn't bring me down this time and I didn't get angry. They all said they had to study which I guess I should be doing.
Well I was at an impasse as to what to cook tonight for diner: On one hand I bought all I needed to make one of my favorites: Chicken Marsala and another nice meal : Corned Beef, Potatoes, and carrots. It actually costs a lot to make Chicken Marsala. I had to buy the Marsala Wine and the cooking Sherry. I didn't have any olive oil so I got that too. It wasn't in the recipe but I also bought capers and fresh mushrooms. I decided to boil the corned beef though. I was a little lazy and It was alot easier peeling the billion of potatoes I have than doing all the other things to prepare my Chicken Marsala. Maybe Tuesday I'll make it, we'll see. Why do I have a billion potatos, well I figured out if I carve them properly I can make them into a Vagina and... ah, can I say eww! Just kidding.
No I was actually going to go on a baked potato diet for a week. I figured it would be cheep grubs and I love the potatoes... I know it isn't good weight loss food but plane potato with a little salt taste a lot better than some of the alternatives. I have these weird notions sometimes and I just follow through sometimes. Imagine if I had kids. Ah, kids, all we're eating this week is baked potatoes. I just see their faces, that's if I had kids. I'd be a weird dad.