Oh man. I haven,t written anything here in a while. Luckily, I don,t care and neither does anybody else. All I care about are the beans I,m currently cooking. I,ve been shopping for groceries at the poor people store lately and it,s cool, but instead of buying normal, human style beans, I bought split pintos. I,m just trying to refry these turkeys so it should be fine, but I,m still concerned because all of the skins slid off of the beans as soon as they hit the water and that was weird. Whatever. They still have the same ingredients (just pinto beans) as the normal ones I buy so it,ll probably be fine.
I got sick about a week ago. That was cool. It only lasted four or five days and it wasn,t super gnarly and it,s already gone so it didn,t even really happen if you ask me. It didn,t stop me from doing much. That,s the real measurement of being sick. I still got to do almost anything I wanted. I was just being an annoying baby and sniffling all the time. That,s all.
Young Thug - Slime Season 3
I still haven,t found a house cool enough to live in. I looked at a weird one yesterday in a gross industrial area. One of the rooms was painted with blood and one of the closets was referred to as a ,,bedroom.,, It wasn,t for me. Luckily, I don.t need to get a house this second since I already have a bedroom to sleep in.
What I do need is a car. Mine will explode soon so I have been looking and waiting for one. I,ve been looking to see how much dumb cars cost and I,ve been waiting to hear back from the depths of the state to find out if they,re going to give me a ton of money for my trash car because I,m poor and they don,t want it on the road. Who knows if they,ll tell me before I die from inhaling the poison that my car exhales? I don,t know. That,s for sure.
