Listening to: computer hum
Listening to: computer hum
Listening to: clock ticking
Listening to: humming in my brain
Ahoy. I thought I was going to fall asleep while this was loading. The funny part is, I have high speed. I am just distracting myself from working out. That is what I am getting ready to do. But it is so boring and it takes some energy. I am waiting for that energy to come my way. So it is with regret that I announce that I have nothing to say today. I am counting the ticks and tocks of my clock.
I am going to dinner tonight. My wedding anniversary is tomorrow . 8 years..... damn. My husband thought it was today... and made dinner reservations. Silly men. I wont complain about going out to dinner though. Im wondering if I should get him a card. Of course I should. But I should give it to him today. I will officially change our anniversary this year. Why the hell not?
My fave day of the year is coming up.... Halloween. I decided not to have a party this year. I might not even dress up. I've had the blues. The thought of the holidays are depressing me already. I will just take my son trick or treating. Maybe get smashed and hand out candy. Well Ive got plenty of time to plan that. So peace out. Im going to go do some crunches and torture myself.
Mood: Pissed off at my cats
Listening to: AFI
I am really here. I went to a far away place. But now I am back. I hope the void was disturbing and interrupted your sleep. They have changed this place. It feels new and confusing.
I feel like a slippery, slimy , gooey newborn. What is this thing called PLASMA???? Actually, I am sure this substance is what has been sustaining me. I could of said FROG SNOT was the answer, but I didnt.
These new fonts are fun. I feel like I am at a party. A colorful "pick your font" party. Who brought the "pick your coolest bottle" of wine. Please pour me a glass. I am in need . Hey...speaking of wine, since you brought it up......... I bought a fun bottle of VAMPIRE wine and it is actually from TRANSYLVANIA. The lady who sold it to me said it actually comes from ROMANIA. COOL SHIT and even cooler wine.
I cannot bring myself to open it. It is one of my most prized posessions. Im a dork. So its official. Speaking of official...... RED BULL RULES. I dont care if that has nothing to do with what I said. I want to levitate.
Anyone wanna give me the magic recipe?? Im sure you wont tell me. Oh damn.... its an ancient chinese hidden secret? Did I offend anyone Chinese? Good. Give me your damn hidden secret. I will not tell. magic Rule #3 No dorks allowed.
So I had my cat declawed.... he was an evil bastard. He deserved it.... waaaaaa waaaaaa... In that respect.... I should be having myself declawed. But I hate pain. Im a bitch. Humans are bitches. But RED BULL makes me a SUPER BITCH. So give me your bitchyfaggy comments.
Did I offend you? GOOD
My how time has flown. I was just here yesterday. Which has somehow become tomorrow but not quite today. Time is a twisted pretzel. Let me expand on that:
Salty and chewy. My toungue sings a hymn of happiness. Life is good. Life is a pretzel.
I can make this my main meal. Or I can have it as an afternoon snack. It can be completely satisfying, and sustain my hunger. Or this pretzel can leave me hungry, craving something even more tasty and salty for later. Life is twisted. Life is a pretzel.
Sometimes I need a small piece, just a taste. Sometimes I need more.... 2 pretzels at once. When this happens, I realize how greedy I have become. Life is indulgence. Life is a pretzel. Eat at your own RISK