Do you think it would be bad of me to mix in leftover Xanax into the evening meal at my new job?
Or stick a big chunk of burning opium into the ventilation. (No, what a waste.)
Ultimate irony: single girl from small family hurled into cooking nutrious evening means from inadequate menu's with not all ingredient there. Tonight I ended up with a hamm cheese and broccoli "casserole" with crescent rolls on the bottom and top layer. It was supposed to be a "ham roll."
Am super-busy, and need to buy more jeans and socks and comfy shoes.