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fightingthecage) wrote2006-03-11 01:35 am
fightingthecage) wrote2006-03-11 01:35 am
*glee*
I have so much food in my kitchen, I can't fit it all in the cupboards. HEEE!
I don't know if people get this, maybe it's just something I find brilliant. But...when you can walk into your kitchen and are actually spoilt for choice over what to eat for dinner, it's a bloody nice feeling. My mum rocks sometimes. I am such a hopelessly bad shopper, I often end up living on toast for weeks on end, or plain pasta for days at a time simply because I can't be bothered to go the supermarket. So this? Is joy.
My sister - meh. Haven't seen her in almost three years and we still don't have anything to say to each other. Nice enough, but bland. Such is life I guess.
So. I've been up way over 24 hours and have to be up in a few more to take mother to the train. This visit? Not as stressful as I thought it would be. But in other sad news, one of my housemates horses had to be put down on Thursday. Damn farrier's apprentice hammered a nail into his foot when putting new shoes on him. Cue absess, infection, fever, and then bone damage. Which horses very rarely come back from. And Nookie didn't. :(
I'm crashing. So tired. But things will be written tomorrow and that will be joy. :)
I don't know if people get this, maybe it's just something I find brilliant. But...when you can walk into your kitchen and are actually spoilt for choice over what to eat for dinner, it's a bloody nice feeling. My mum rocks sometimes. I am such a hopelessly bad shopper, I often end up living on toast for weeks on end, or plain pasta for days at a time simply because I can't be bothered to go the supermarket. So this? Is joy.
My sister - meh. Haven't seen her in almost three years and we still don't have anything to say to each other. Nice enough, but bland. Such is life I guess.
So. I've been up way over 24 hours and have to be up in a few more to take mother to the train. This visit? Not as stressful as I thought it would be. But in other sad news, one of my housemates horses had to be put down on Thursday. Damn farrier's apprentice hammered a nail into his foot when putting new shoes on him. Cue absess, infection, fever, and then bone damage. Which horses very rarely come back from. And Nookie didn't. :(
I'm crashing. So tired. But things will be written tomorrow and that will be joy. :)