cooking up our first batch of beef tonight.

got a dressing down from someone I know that I rightly deserved. I was 'helping' someone else who thought they were 'helping' someone....and if I didn't learn anything else from that trip to Principal Prichard's office in High School, it's some. people. just. don't. wanna. be. helped. this shit may never ever end. I'll have to join the Witness Protection Program. need to put my head back in the sand.