I find things to be mad about. I like to be mad. I like to be mean. I like to make fun, I like to say sorry, I like to talk shit on myself before someone else gets the chance to. It’s my way of defending myself, and it hurts less or not at all if I’m the person hurting me. Blasgshahaggag I wish I wasn’t so critical of everyone. I want to be a good, nice, stupid person.
I made this up and it’s good.
Two crookneck squashes sliced and quartered.
Two zucchinis sliced and quartered.
One big ass red onion chopped.
Half a bunch of asparagus (preferably the top half and throw that other garbage away) sliced into two-inch pieces.
One 20-ounce package of Kroger frozen roasted redskin potatoes.
As much smashed and sliced garlic as you damn well please. I use three.
1/3 cup butter or oil.
As much seasoned salt as you need.
One tsp pepper.
One pinch of sage.
Combine the garlic, onions, asparagus, and half of the oil into a big (nonstick if you have it) pot.
Cook covered, on medium heat stirring frequently until the onions are browned and sloppy.
Add the zucchini, squash, potatoes, pepper, seasoned salt, sage, and the other half of the oil.
Continue cooking and stirring as before for another 10-30 minutes depending on how firm you want your veggies. (I don’t have teeth so I cook for awhile).
Serves around six.
Notes: Throw those asparagus bottoms away or you’ll regret it. The potatoes I use are already seasoned, so if yours aren’t, you’ll have to adjust the amounts of salt and spices. ENJOY BITCHES.
Was someone prodding at my body with a fire poker each time I fell asleep? I feel exhausted and tortured. Oh, and I had nightmares that I’m embarrassed of. One was of me, laying on the floor, watching a movie with my family. We all fell asleep, but I woke up because I shit like a gallon of poop all over myself and the floor. I’m confused.
Because my life isn’t so horrible and angsty anymore. Dropping out of math was my panacea. I read everyday, I cook delicious food whenever I want. Work isn’t awful when I don’t have school constantly gnawing at my mind. I walk my dogs, it’s spring. I planted clover and wildflowers all over our yard for our pups to have a wild turf to wallow in in the summer. My other classes are interesting again. I’m not angry anymore!!!!! I want to waste a thousand years in college if it means attending part time and having a life to live.