Stress Cooking
Work is on my last nerve. I ran screaming from the place today.
I'm applying for jobs because it isn't worth it. I hate being disrespected. I hate seeing others disrespected. And I hate swinging in the wind with no direction.
I just made some yummy spaghetti sauce and I'm prepping the noodles. It helped to stress cook. Plus, I have to submit a resume tonight and I wanted to be in a better frame of mind. I can almost relax. Almost.
posted by Cee in SF at 5:05 PM
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I hope you had some wine while you were cooking your noodles. There, I said it.
I didn't! I can't drink wine, but I cooked with it.
I will have a DiSaranno (sp?) on ice tonight. There, I said it. But there will be no breathy bartender serving me.
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