on the weekends, i eat meals at very odd hours. i usually don't eat anything for breakfast and then at around eleven/twelve, i stumble into the kitchen and find something edible and eat it. and then i am content until it's time to eat dinner, which can vary from night to night...
today, after reading another part in the shoebox project, which is amazing, i was really hungry so i went in the kitchen to have something to eat. and i had the most amazing thing ever...day old indian food heated up. there's this indian restaurent we get food from all the time. and when we get food, it's usually enough to last us for a few days. and sometimes, they give us free stuff, which is amazingly nice...i had no idea how amazing cold tandoori chicken could be...i was ripping it apart with my teeth like some sort of wolf. it was that good...seriously, i could eat cold tandoori chicken every weekend for breakfast for the rest of my life and be happy...
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