I went to bed reading The Martian. He spends a large chunk of the book trying to grow food to stay alive.
I woke up tired and hungry. 689 more words
Well, might as well write a blog post to take away my concentration from the annoying banter of whiny “I live like I have a highly disposable income but in reality I’m broke and live off my credit card parents” filling the audience of this random event I’m at. 317 more words