Like Holy shit. Life is awesome.
Today I made a casserol, and it tasted like shit. Because my carrots were shitty and I probably didn’t cook it right.
And you know what, I’m fucking ecstatic about it.
Because tomorrow, I’m going to fucking make another casserole. Because fuck today’s casserole. It’s already shit. Tomorrow’s Casserole has the potential to be good, at least.
And you want to know why it has the potential to be good?
Because life is fucking awesome!!!!!!