I cooked 100 salmon entrees today, along with beer-battered shrimp and haddock appetizers for 100.
I don't know how it happened, or how I got it done. I really don't.
Maybe one day I'll be able to write it up for a non-fiction piece. Maybe.
I'm so exhausted. I have to go to bed. No post tonight, I'm sorry.
What I'm listening to: Nothing. I can't. I just can't.
What I want most: Sleep.