Late night bullets

I hate when people do bullets.  It makes them look like they think they are so damn important that people will be desparate for anything they have to say, and bulletpointed items will give them just enough to be happy.

That being said, I don’t have time for a full post but I wanted to post something before I forget and the topic gets stale to me.  Bullets.  I know, I suck.

• Ran 11 miles today.  It wasn’t too bad, but I really had to focus to stay on track with the hot sun on me.  I need a serious nap.
• Made 75 truffle centers tonight.  I made them a little denser, less air in the mix.  I’m hoping it will cure the “oozing” they do when coated.
• I have lost a couple pounds on my diet.  I seem to have picked them back up over the weekend though.  Must have been the sweet potatoes.
• To the stupid bearded old man in the green pickup truck driving on Charlton Road around 11:00 am today who almost ran me over because he was too fucking stupid to not drive on the fucking shoulder, I hope you had a heart attack on the way home and crashed into your house, burning the house, you, and your entire family to ashes, you stupid worthless old piece of rancid rat food.  In case you couldn’t hear me screaming at you while I gave you the double fingers today, let me repeat: GOTOHELLYOUFLAMINGREDNECKFUCKTARD!!!!  If I could read your redneck license plate, you would have been talking to the cops today.
• Ahem.  I feel better now.  Sorry for the rant (sorry to my friends, not the moron redneck).
• The extended forecast for New Haven on Labor Day says scattered thunderstorms.  :(

Good night!

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