The girlfriend and I're sick. That's her camouflaged as a sofa.
At least, think I'm sick. When you're an insomniac, it's hard to tell if you're sick or just hella tired. The change in the weather's not helping.
Just came back from dinner with WM; took him out to eat for picking up my bro in the middle of the night last week.
Use the word dinner, loosely. Cause it consisted of a pitcher of beer and four dozen Buffalo wings. Think my heart stopped twice.
Speaking of food, decided to make a variant of Jim Lahey's No-Knead Bread. Depending on how it goes, tell y'about it later.
Hold on...heart stopped again.
Music: Children wake up, hold your mistake up
YASYCTAI: If you don't bake, try one of the no-knead recipes. Just need materials and patience. (1080 mins/1 pt)