I’m Having Trouble Liking You 5/22/14 7:13pm
I have a lot of trouble walking around in todays society, It’s like every time I have to go somewhere like downtown (which is like everyday) I can’t help but grot my teeth. Because all I see is leather coats, sagged tight pants, obese children, and loud dropout cheerleaders. In a way though I suppose it’s not all bad, it makes staying in a kitchen all day seem very appealing.
In recent news, I developed a very appetizing chiffon double layer cake recipe with banana jelly and minced rhubarb. I guess “developed” Is the wrong word, I combined different reciped to form one single compilation of the three. It has a slightly bourbon flavor because of the shit ton of fucking bourbon I loaded into the jelly, though, I’m having trouble finding color in the desert, it all just kinda looks brown except for the rhubarb which gives it a speckled green look with a crunchy texture.
I’ve also started thinking sbout a grilling competition for the local state fair coming up, all I need now is to find the fucking sign up sheet that just kind of disappeared into the abyse of a newly cleaned room. Seriously HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN? IT WAS ON THE TABLE AN HOUR AGO.
Authors note: Fuck tables that don’t keep track of their papers