June 30, 2017
There goes half a year. That's what this day marks. This means that we've already passed half of 2017. It was hard for me not to write 2016. Talk about living in the past! Suddenly I just got the biggest urge to go to El Palacio de los Jugos. It's just that I want some of those big fat pieces of fried bacon. They call them chicharonnes. I just call them heavenly. So bad for me too. I guess that's why they're so fucking delicious. Greasy good. Let's go. I wonder what I have to do to make that happen.