Wednesday, May 27, 2009

i lost it.

i had a title... and i lost it.

i also used to have an Rx for aderol... and thats gone toO. and i need it. oh... thats right. my title was going to be, "everything tastes better in a wine glass". if you disagree with that statement, then we most likely aren't friends.

i am sitting here, trying to determine where to start my studies for wine class- review notes? do the reading? read the powerpoints and then do the reading? note cards?!?!

i need my meds, damn it! if only i could teleport to canada.

stupid country.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

never, ever, ever have i sO badly wanted to break things and flip washing machines and dryers upside down. WHY/HOW did my one load of primarily PANTS end up getting washed in HOT water? fuck everyone. who the fuck touched my motherfucking washing machine. seriously. i could stab someone.

Monday, April 6, 2009

hello?!

can you hear me now?

Sunday, April 5, 2009

stick ya where the Shun don't shine

yesterday i purchased my very first professional chef's knife.  i bought the dimpled blade because it keeps food from sticking to the blade when cutting. its sexy. :o)

Saturday, April 4, 2009

honestly.

can i just shut the fuck up already?

i've been feeling like a fat ass for how many months now? more than enough months for me to have done something about it by now. my closet is full of jeans i would like to wear again one day.

sometimes i wish i could just drown myself in a vat of velveeta.

death by queso.

le fin.

Friday, April 3, 2009

some more thoughts...

mousseline.

"i'm making a chicken mousseline."

"i'm making a tenderloin mousseline."

oh, kudos to you, culinarians. are you planning on feeding a bonafide carnivore whom has lost their teeth? shaped foods are passe`. not to mention disgusting.

idiots. have fun with your gelatinized creamed meat, you turd.

sitting in farq

farq is the abbreviation for farquhson [probably spelled wrong] dining hall. what was once a nice, barely populated table is now quickly filling with freaks. there are no words to effectively depict my "peers", all i can say is... why?

why.