Being in this state of mind sucks. I'm never drunk enough, but never sober enough to make sense. So I made this: a fucked up dish consistanting of feta wrapped in corned beef wrapped in chicken marinated in olive oil, salt and pepper topped with left over tzatziki sauce with a side of "Khorr's" creamy pasta... what the hell was that? It was halfway decent... nothing to write home about... but... now that all the beer and white wine is gone, I might be going for a vodka drunk that I won't enjoy... this is what's great about shit like this, "who the fuck knows!?" Right? Whatever....
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