It's hot as fuck, but it's good, and the heat doesn't last too long. I can
deal with wasabi much easier than I can deal with some hot peppers.
What are you looking for?
Did something stupid, and am now being reminded as to why it was stupid.
This is all HatGirl's fault.
Here's a thought. How about you stop?
Ten and a half hours of sleep. No bad dreams. That was nice.
Words to live by.
It's not looking good. Everyone, cross your fingers again, please. Thanks.
There's a dude here who looks like her new boyfriend. I'm freaking out. I'm so unprepared to see them together. I'm abandoning my beer.
I'm craving KFC for some weird reason. I don't even like KFC.
Sometimes I'm funny, dammit!
Stupid bullshit games and asinine tiptoeing. I haven't been twelve years old for a long time.
Every time they dim the lights in bars, I wonder if I'm having a stroke. And not the good kind of stroke.
Now I'm at Jack's, training a new bartender. I should get free beer for this.
Having a tough time getting motivated this evening.
I'm worried about someone I have no business worrying about. And who I'm not
allowed to worry about.
Today is the last day of the season for Polly's Freeze. I must go there!
The neighbor's cat is outside. I haven't seen him in at least a year. I
think I'll go feed and pet him.
Of course I'm curious, concerned even, but it's none of my business, so of course I'm not asking.
I'm sorry that HatGirl's girl friends all suck. There, I said it.
Going to the casino for a buffet and some beers.
Instead of going out of town, I've decided to just stay here and glare at my phone. It's not as much fun, but it's cheaper.