From My Other Blog

So this was written on my other blog, which I have neglected now. I should be ashamed of myself *slaps hand*. It’s actually about my friend Ryan, it took place at my previous job. So enjoy my litte, but rather lengthy story.

And no … he’s not my boyfriend nor have I ever dated him …

So let’s jump in our time machine and go back about 2 years ….

Bland As Water

I’ve come to a conclusion that anything I cook has no taste whatsoever. The fish that I ate for lunch didn’t have any flavor to it, despite me rubbing butter all over it and peppering it like no other. I mean … at least have some flavor for goodness sake.

Even the eggs … nothing, nada, zilch. I’m saddened by my efforts, haha.

- A