Oh man, my gastronomic situation has not improved. I thought it did, but as soon as I prepared to go to school, I had to double over in pain. It really hurt, it did. So here I am again, no school for Keo. A little computer for Keo because mother has pity on Keo, and woot, chicken broth and jello ((...*sarcastic tone* got to love jello and chicken broth. Oh god I spelled Chikan broth.))
Well, I am off to do something exciting! Like pray to a toilet!
