I just really want to stand in a kitchen with one of those painstaking little handgrinders they use for nuts, cut the ends off of each clove in a huge stack of garlic, and go to town while catching up on really shitty old shows. Like Supernatural. The Borgias. Something.
(Fuck you, Orange!!)
I don't care that they invented machines to make that shit more efficient. This is my desire.
Oh no, fuck me. I want to stay at home and ... maybe not clean but I guess somebody'd have to do it ... and cook and forcefeed people who came through the door until they (1) regret it or (2) can't move.
I'm moving into domestic nesting mode. That is what this shit is.
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(Fuck you, Orange!!)
I don't care that they invented machines to make that shit more efficient. This is my desire.
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I'm moving into domestic nesting mode. That is what this shit is.
FUCK THIS, LAW SCHOOL AND WRITING IT IS.
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That's really gross, and that's why we're not going there.