Not Salmon Patties, NOT THE NAVY! in Hello

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Tonight was the second time ever of me making salmon. As the title says, not Salmon patties. Those don’t count (though I rock the Southern Style recipe.) This was two salmon filets marinated in teriyaki sauce. Last time I made a filet was back in ‘14 when I made dinner on the grill for my then gf Melissa. (Bitch!) Tonight I baked them and whipped up some green beans for mom (blech) and corn on the cob for me (mmm butter.) All in all it turned out fantastic. I wanna get away from making tilapia all the time. There ARE other fish in the sea…

10:50 PM and I’m finally back into a book since she got out of the hospital. Another Dresden Files book. I’m laying down with my feet on the heating pad. I’m still uber tired and my feet still hurt. Took her to Quest Diagnostics for her lab work this afternoon. Tomorrow is the optometrist and Friday is back to court for me. I guarantee you I’ll be widdle tested. At least I KNOW I’ll piss clean this time.

Speaking of which…

I poured out the last of my vodka and cleaned out the shot glass. Ended up putting bacon grease in it for a future recipe lol. I’ve been wanting to get high lately and earlier today at the store I had the passing thought of some craft beer. I HATE craft beer. I damn well know if I drink it won’t be fully out of my system by Friday and I’ll be locked up for a year. Why does my stupid brain keep going back to this fully knowing the extreme consequences of my actions?

Evil, Addictions be thy name!

Watched this in group Monday. Dude is a psychiatrist who knew better and pissed it all away because of alcoholism. An interesting watch, regardless. Especially the MRI part. That really caught my attention.

Last updated August 10, 2023