I'm not cooking dinner today.
Why?
I don't know why but I don't feel it.
I mean it's not like there's any particular reason why but just the thought of entering the kitchen sends shrieks down my spine.
I think I'm a bit tired from today's activities, also I've had my share of pottering about the kitchen today.
Let's see, I've been cooking up a storm since 5:30am and most of my food is finished too save a few leftovers that I now nibble on with a drink.
A drink?
Yes indeed.
I'm nursing a large bourbon on ice and just letting go of Thursday; also it's my brothers birthday and that is my excuse which I shall stick to.
Ah dinner!
Feels like a take out day.
Something of a rarity in my casa but rarities are often fun.
Let's see what one can order out in China with a vegetarian in da house
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