I think I over ate

Danny called around 2 plus in the afternoon to say that he'll be coming over later in the day cause his friend just got out out jail. Hmm... Before you frown/sigh/raise your eyebrows at me, i must say that i'll not judge a person by his past or whatever. And needless to say, i shall not tolerate any judgements passed from surface evidence.

Anyway, i was quite hungry so i decided to do a little cooking of my own. I thought omelette would be a nice idea. I chopped tomatos cheeze and luncheon meat into chucks, mixing them with 5 eggs (i know its alot but what the hell..) and tried to fry them in my little pan. I think i must have been over ambitious. The mixture was overflowing from the pan and i couldn't even flip the bloody thing over to make it into the usual omelette shape.

In the end, i got pissed so i started stabbing the omelette (or what the mess that was supposed to be the omelette) with my spatula. I thought to myself, "Fuck it man, i shall just make fried eggs instead."

So there, i had a VERY VERY big plate of fried eggs with cheeze, tomatos and luncheon meat. This proves one thing. I'm not a very good cook. *shrugs*

Anyway, when Danny finally came over, he made me dinner. Nice pasta with ham and tomatos. He even fried chicken chucks! He's such a good fellow..

I think i over-ate today..

- 1 Huge omelette
- 1 Banana
- A couple of Cornflakes (I just munch on them randomly)
- Pasta
- 1 Green Apple
- Tea with milk
- Bowl of cornflakes with milk

*tIng pats her stomach and lets out a loud burp.*

Excuse me.. I think i need to rest..

Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.