dear beating around the bush diary,
as stupid as i feel right now, it must pale in comparison to the way others must feel- knowing they've chosen to believe. i couldn't imagine eating that kind of soup again, but my taste buds have changed. what i crave now is substance, something i can really sink my teeth in to. it seems to me, cooking a piece of meat to the point where it is well done takes all the favor from the meat and makes it hard to chew up. i like my steak pink in the middle. please don't waste all day cooking up some bullshit to feed me. you really don't need to change things around much to satisfy this whore anymore. just make it hot and put it out there. however, come time for dinner and i think i'm gettin steak, don't bring me fish soup and not expect me to dump that shit on your head.
as stupid as i feel right now, it must pale in comparison to the way others must feel- knowing they've chosen to believe. i couldn't imagine eating that kind of soup again, but my taste buds have changed. what i crave now is substance, something i can really sink my teeth in to. it seems to me, cooking a piece of meat to the point where it is well done takes all the favor from the meat and makes it hard to chew up. i like my steak pink in the middle. please don't waste all day cooking up some bullshit to feed me. you really don't need to change things around much to satisfy this whore anymore. just make it hot and put it out there. however, come time for dinner and i think i'm gettin steak, don't bring me fish soup and not expect me to dump that shit on your head.
