I WENT TO TD AND HEATED EVERYTHING. T WAS TYPICALLY OUT OF SORTS. HE LIVES IN SUCH A LIMITED WORLD. HE HAS MUSIC LIMITED TO HIS FRIENDS AND HIS DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY. WITHOUT THE FUN.
THE SCALLOPED POTATOES WERE ESPECIALLY CREAMY AND THE YAMS HAD BROWN SUGAR, CINNAMON, PINEAPPLE, AND WALNUTS. THE GREEN BEAN CASSEROLE WAS UNDERDONE AND NOT THE BEST QUALITY. BUT I CAN WORK WITH THAT. I CARVED THE HAM AND PUT IT IN SMALL ZIPLOC BAGS. THE HAM BONE WILL BE GOOD FOR SOUP.
T WAS IN A QUIET MOOD SO I ASKED HIM IF HE WAS SAD THEY WERE LEAVING AND HE SAID THEY DIDN'T LIKE HIM. SO WHAT? I THINK THEY'RE BOTH WEIRD. I DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY'RE AFTER. IT'S GOOD HE HASN'T A LOT TO GIVE THEM. THEY'RE TAKERS. THAT'S WHAT I DON'T LIKE ABOUT THEM. TOO MUCH LIKE MY FAMILY.
THE WIDER THE WORLD THE BETTER THE CHANCE FOR HAPPINESS. HIS WORLD IS JUST TOO SMALL.
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