Thoughts on a Thursday.
God damn I'm hungry. So hungry. They didn't bring enough salmon, and now I'm starving. And my foot is all strapped up, so forget the mid-evening dumpling run. 23 million people, no one bringing me dumplings. Tragedy.
Breaking Bad is awesome. It's sad, but when you have an awesome TV show to come home to, the night flies by. Then you collapse into bed, and the next day is good times. The nights can be hard - there's only so many times you can sit and watch DVDs before it becomes a depressing grind. Good news though - at home, clean and normal, with fresh flowers and new furniture. Nothing - NOTHING - says you've become an adult more than buying flowers to make your house feel nicer. That is the gayest sentence I've ever written/sentiment I've ever expressed. Whatever. Lillies and sunflowers look great together. My house is alive with color.