Finally got around to getting my grocery shopping done. And most likely it was for the best that I stayed away from overly sweet or salty things. Instead I unloaded the rest of my monies at Sam's Club on bulk items. (Miracle how I always seem to be mentally calculating prices so I don't go over...)
Anyway back at my friends place now and once I go and pick up my bags of random (i.e. clothes, hair products, shaving products, stuff ... Why didn't I just lump that into toiletries or essentials? Oh and my kitchen knife and tea..., stuff) I'll be able to cook tonight :) I forsee some tasties in the near future. With this amazing pork loin, I think I'll go for a light stir fry and a side of rice to pair. And then... then... SO MANY POSSIBILITIES >.< One of the biggest things I have to realize is that I will ALWAYS have my cooking skills. which means... I will ALWAYS be random and make nomz when I have the materials on hand.
It's been a rough few weeks for me. With the joblessness, general homelessness and cold until earlier today when I got my jacket back. BUT I'm alive right? Well ok to be honest, I'm just a shadow of the man I used to be/ever was. I live on my friend's couch. I mooch off of them and for the most part due to my job search being completely FRUITLESS... :/ nm deciding not to go down this path. I don't need to be this depresssed in my life right now. I need stability and reasons to care about things not give less shits about them.
Back to me... Someone I still care about will probably be reading this about now and think to themselves. Yes that sounds about right. So this is what's going through his (as in my) head. And I'd flick him off because really that's what I'd love to do. But that's rude and interestingly enough I'm not that rude of an individual. I scam everyone around me of their sanity and I'm rarely as engaging as I could be, BUT HA I'm useful. Which of course means I have skills that someone out there doesn't possess that makes me attractive to them.
Yes that's how it is. right now. in my life.
Yes Kyle I know you'll slant face and not mention it if/when I text you again asking how your day was.
And Yes
I know I can be a jerk sometimes. I'm like that. Very few people realize that I'm happy being one. Because as long as I know I'm useful. And (thusly not suicidial over the matter) I can be happy. Or at least remain as happy as I want to be.
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