… day two
… so very alone.
I’ve been trying to keep busy…
I took it upon myself to go grocery shopping. But then ended up treating myself to a one and a half thousand calorie breakfast (the culinary equivalent of the Exxon Valdez) instead… and then washing it all down with four shots of espresso. After that I didn’t feel like shopping anymore…. because… well… I had to amble home at pace to use the bathroom. I won’t lie to you… things got a little dark in there.
After traumatically evacuating my bowels I thought I would ease myself into usefulness by changing a light bulb… which in a round about way, led to me rearranging the contents of all the kitchen cupboards. For some reason I though this would be easy. Turns out it I’d accidentally stumbled into a major undertaking. I use the term accidentally quite loosely so as to take less ownership and personal responsibility for my poor decision making process. Also… this was basically my entire day. Except when I realized there wasn’t any food in the house and I went over to my parents and asked them to feed me.
I learned today that pouring stuff (lets say flour) from one container into another… is not my strong suit. Also flour is shit. I will spare you the imagery of that particular crime scene.
On the plus side, I found my lego instruction manual for the Lego Diner thats been languishing half completed on my desk. So tomorrow I will build lego. And maybe go shooting.