Been a little lost lately. Poor sleep and bad form.
On weekends, I slept until noon, and heated up the rest of the chicken rack and corn. I thought that I heard someone say a zombie movie a few days ago that it was pretty good, so I went to watch it. I really watched it like a zombie movie.
The first 30 minutes were a bit embarrassing, but not outrageously bad, just similar to some domestic independent films. By the 30th minute when I'm on the staff list, I'll turn off the TV if I don't have oil in my hands. I was wiping my hands, and when I saw that there was more content in the back, I continued to read it.
It was the happiest moment of the year, drinking a big glass of port and laughing with the movie. All the troubles were put aside. Thanks to the crew.
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