To Love Somebody - Live - Damien Rice and Ray LaMontagne
and so the story goes;
tragedies come and go.
yeses turn into noes
and vice versa, everybody knows.
no one is the victim;
they're both to blame.
she thought he let go.
she thought she let go.
Stiff neck, sick, burnt fingertips, exhausted from lack of sleep, and cold. What a way to spend a day... Haha.
I'm posting an improvised meal I had last week some time. I had some salmon and pasta. I thought about Milestones's delicious Seafood Linguine... I tried to make my own, but it didn't taste good... It may look good, and it may be healthy, but my tongue did not agree...
Sunday night, I also made a tuna, rice, broccoli, fish sticks and cheese casserole. It was surprisingly decent! It was also improvised. It was also how I seared my 3 fingertips on my right hand. God. I don't know how I get myself into these hilarious clumsy situations. They should have a show after me. Almost like a Mr. Bean comedy...
Le sigh...


and so the story goes...
Monday, January 19, 2009 11:48 PM
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