05.04.05 :: 9:48 am
i'd be pretty annoyed too if it was my life's dream to go to culinary school and instead of maybe throwing me a bone or two, my parents bought a third car. i wish i had fifty grand to give him, so he can go be merry in a white chef's uniform. it would be a win-win situation; i'd gladly get fat off his experiments. in the meantime, though, we toil. what can you do. but i just want to say that he deserves so much better. i have period cramps, and i don't have my period. it must be post-surgical trauma still ongoing in my decimated ute. i hope it doesn't fall out on saturday at pilates. i don't think i'll care if it does. i'll just kick it aside and continue crunching. because all this inactivity has been killing me. |