Saying good-bye

Dear world,

I am writing this while I can still form a coherent thought. If you are reading this, there's a good chance that I am already gone.

I thought I could make, but as it turns out, I tried to hard and in the end, I failed. It was just too much for me to handle.

I would like to apologize ahead of time if I start to ramble. I think it is probably due to the overload of caffeine I consumed instead of beer. Sadly, It may be starting to wear off and I am slipping into a coma.

The reason I must say good-bye is because my eyes are bigger than my stomach. For dinner Monday night I made this kick ass taco soup/dip. There's always plenty leftover and I was more than happy to finish it off for lunch the following day. I'm not sure if that was my best idea, but it felt right at the time. I laid down for a bit and that seemed to help.

Later last night it was time to eat some of my awesome steak and potato soup. Again my eyes deceived me. The soup itself was not the issue, it was the bread. Beer bread to be more specific. Except we were out of beer, which is probably a good thing. I used the next best thing - Pepsi. This bread is quite tasty, but it can also serve another purpose. If thrown at someone, it could very well knock them out. Now imagine what that weight does to your stomach.

I can slowly feel myself slipping into a coma. This is not a good thing, which is why I feel now is the time to say my good-byes.


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ps. If you want the recipes, let me know. But don't say I didn't warn you about the coma that will follow!