121212

Twelve Twelve Twelve, you say
Yeah we know; we all get it
Now, shut the fuck up

121112

Plans come together
Friends come together as well
A season of change

121012

It must be Sunday
Cause I want to kill myself
Oh wait, It's just brunch

120912

It's now the season
The Christmas parties begin
Sorry, dear liver

120812

Stupid memory

It's an alcoholic haze

A blur in the past

120712

I'm caffienated
Ready to cook creme brulle
Happy holidays!

120612

A brand new chefs knife
Limited edition Shun
She is beautiful

120512

Holy fucking hell
A light on the horizon
A three day weekend

120412

Can't even think straight
Work and sleep are all I do
I miss my girl

120312

Jamesons whisky
and caramel creme brulle
I'm on to something

120212

I work my ass off
Sleep is but a memory
I'm still poor as fuck

120112C

Bare skeletal trees
The season is upon us
Nought but death and dark

113012

Head chef position
I am super fucking psyched
On moving forward

112912

Fuckin love my life
Every single thing in it
Beautiful women

112812

It's come down to this
An offer on the table
I will accept it

112712

Life sure has a way
Of speeding right on past you
Time to slow it down

110612

Something's not right here
I'm missing California
She's stuck in my heart

110512

Fresh changes afoot
Exit strategies and such
A new horizon

110912

The kids slept over
After Angela's birthday
Oh what fun we had

110412

Oh, the hangover
But totally worth it though
Drunk sex is the best