Thursday, October 21, 2004
It's been like a Food Network tryout over my place. Sunday I cooked up some chill and cornbread; Monday I made up a roast; Tuesday the Lord Purveyor rested; but last night I made some goulash. Oh, yeah, busting out the Hungarian shite. Fat Boy came over and had a couple helpings while watching Lost and then game seven of the ALCS.
And speaking of baseball, for somebody who supposedly doesn't like baseball, I sure have watched a lot of games over the course of the past week. Hypocrisy suits me.
Oh, one of my friends from high school called me out of the blue. I haven't talked to him in almost three years. Kind of funny to talk to somebody and catalogue your exploits over that time. For me, five jobs, off and on unemployment totally nearly a year, three states, and buying a house.
And speaking of baseball, for somebody who supposedly doesn't like baseball, I sure have watched a lot of games over the course of the past week. Hypocrisy suits me.
Oh, one of my friends from high school called me out of the blue. I haven't talked to him in almost three years. Kind of funny to talk to somebody and catalogue your exploits over that time. For me, five jobs, off and on unemployment totally nearly a year, three states, and buying a house.
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