Spinach Lasagna and Tylenol Allergy/Sinus for lunch. White plastic fork stained orange from the tomato paste, not quite up to the task of slicing the rubbery noodles. As tongue and throat work in conjunction to sallow the searing cheese, I look forward to this evening.
Kung-Fu, then live music from a friend who I see far less often than I would like. However, I always have this paradoxical wish to sit around my apartment instead of the doing the fun things I have planned.
I’m sure a pharmaceutical company is advertising a product to clear up this condition right now on TV.