Of Stir Fried Rice and Sore Muscles

14,579 Days Alive

350+ Words Written for All of This Week’s Discussion Board Posts

25 Sour Skittles Eaten (1 Serving)

3 chicken Breasts, Pounded Thin and Cubed

I made what I call ‘white girl chicken stir fried rice’ for dinner tonight. Only Dustin and I partook; Mac got himself some Doordashed Arby’s for dinner. My feelings were a little bit hurt, but it wasn’t my money to spend, and it means, I suppose, Dustin has leftovers for lunch tomorrow?

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Of Pork Chops and Panic Attacks

14,536 Days Alive

11 Days into this Stupid Headache

6 Boneless Pork Chops Made for Dinner

I’m so fucking tired. I am running on fumes mentally. I know it’ll be okay, I guess, but I’m just tired of being tired. Of the anemia. Of the headache.

Edit: posts work better when you remember to post them.

Take your meds, folks