the product of sickness

I am sick
I suspect Lymes Disease. Fucking ticks are satan manifested in woodland parasites

In my sickness, my mother and I are making something absolutely delicious:

Sweet and Sour Cabbage and Beef Soup.

it sounds absolutely terrible, I admit.
but my mother ordered it yesterday on our way home from the Catskills, and it was satisfying in the most wonderful way.

i will report back on our inevitable success

as we cook, we are listening to Tegan and Sara <--- courtesy of Jersey Schorr




also: I have discovered I prefer this terrible sickness to work, and am unsurprised.