My head hurts, and I feel muddy. Dinner is in the oven, it’s taken a bit longer because I burned myself and paid more attention to trying to not hurt than to getting dinner done. Oh well, it’ll be ready in twenty minutes, and if I hear any complaints about that, I will probably go mental and start throwing things.

Have I mentioned that I absolutely despise cooking? I find no enjoyment in a well-prepared meal that I have created, I find no satisfaction in making a dinner that I will enjoy. I hate it. I can only cook like three different types of meals anyhow. Pasta, Chicken, and frozen microwaveable entrees. It’s not like home-cooked meals are anything wonderful and special around here. There is no love going into a meal I have made. There is generally a lot of frustration and anger, though…. I would recommend not bothering me if I’m in the kitchen, unless you intend to take over completely from whatever I’m doing.

Last time I had a part that Gilgamesh came to, he cooked for me. I need my own pet Gilgamesh to keep in the kitchen and pull out whenever I need food. Haven’t they perfected that cloning thing yet?


  • tinystar82

    February 12, 2001 at 3:12 pm

    Whered you make that little cartoon character picture (that you used for one of your pics) Id love to know

    • Jenny Lee Silver

      February 12, 2001 at 3:53 pm

      I got it from here, and edited it a bit once I had one. Hope that helps…