Home cooked meals are great.
I have always loved to cook, and watch people cook.
Last night I helped Soch's family cook dinner.
My help probably wasn't the best, but I feel like I did my part.
I killed the crabs, and cut the onions.
I held the butcher knife down on the chest of the crab
as he used his iron fist to mantle down and stab the crab in the heart.
We watched as it squirmed helplessly. Then we cut the crabs in half.
Dinner was grand. And seeing some people I haven't seen in a while -- grander.
Life's been great.
Homework's been kicking ass, but I've caught up to it and kicked it's ass back.
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