Tomato Supreme
Yesterday was quite a shitter. Being consoled by my Russian tutor was not a highlight, neither was biting back tears whilst trying to use a computer program. Things got better when I messaged one of my oldest friends. I went to what I’m going to refer to as The Unit for dinner. (ie. her humble abode) where I discovered Tara and Michael (her wonderful boyfriend) both similarly down. So whilst we were all in “Struggle Town” we peeled potatoes, cut chicken, poured red cordial and shared around the jobs for dinner prep. (Meaning Michael did most of it and Tara and I helped) What they say about a problem shared is a problem halved is true. I felt much better after venting to good friends, and I hope they felt the same way. Dinner with them turned my night around and I went off to the Opera in a good mood.
