Bullshit Balogna Sandwiches

What a fitting title. This is being typed on my phone, so excuse the lack of editing here. Err, almost one year later where am I? In San Diego wishing it wasn't so damn sunny all the time. I left leaving a few people feeling bitter, and I am trying to feel bad about that... I often try to make myself sad about random stuff to see if I can feel something. I don't. As far as food business goes, I'm planning on ordering some chemicals online so I can pretend to be Heston Blumenthal when I'm bored. I want access to a vacuum oven too... I think I'm gonna get my giant octopus tattoo soon, or at least before my birthday. I'll be 51. This is just like, a random string of thoughts now. This asshole-cat that I live with now peed on my car the other day. I spent a lot of time after that getting him to like me, and now, I destroy him. I've been wearing more black than usual lately. Come with me, I'll help you. I promise ;] I should have a real post up in the next few days. I'm gonna start using this again.