trump's treason is blowing away.
yesterday's chili's crispy chicken tenders were sooo salty barely able to eat them. leftover ok. perfect breakfast. same amount of salt but soaked into meat.
i'm getting back to me. mom freaked over everything autistic. maybe she was projecting her self hatred. she always over reacted the world would end but not until she killed me first. i could care less bins not picked up. i put them in shade for next week. so i'm ready for next week.
i don't know why builders don't automatically put a concrete walk around perimeter of house. and a patio for outside facing doors. doesn't make sense to me. illogical. cheap.
some of my best thoughts are early morning and i think if i close blog the night before, open new and edit date later that should work. i do miss being able to ramble. and online.
if the weather's like this tomorrow i want to launder. i like the sense of community without conversation at the laundromat.
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