Book On My Bedside Table: Necronomicon

And now, on to something more related to the hearth and the home.

I recently went on a trip to the mall with the good intention of buying a couple of rubber mats for our bathroom and came home with a commemorative edition of the works of H. P. Lovecraft, Necronomicon.

Introducing: The Volvo XC60 (A Rare Automotive Review in the Broken Coffee Cafe)

I’ve fallen in love again. But this love is forbidden. I know it will end in heartache and tears.

I’ve fallen for one who is far above my station. So unreachable. So desired by many others. My new love is from Sweden, from a family known for its strength, power, and dependability. Their family cherishes the value of quality and makes those who are entrusted in their care feel safe and secure. But there can never be an “us”.

I will just always be on the sidelines, watching the love of my life pass by.

Chlorophyll in My System

Today, I am considering becoming a semi-vegetarian. Seriously.

Flashback mode for a moment.

After several weeks of gorging myself with fried chicken legs, roasted chicken, DQ Blizzard, pork chops slathered with gravy, ground pork in tomato sauce, chicken afritada, beef teriyaki, braised beef, beef in a pot, instant noodles, sunny side up eggs, pan-fried tilapia, and the ever-present soda, I found that I was more fatigued even after more than eight hours of sleep.

Lethargic is the word.