I haven't eaten anything since ... eleven. I want to say eleven. I've mostly been curled up on the couch trying to sleep off whatever the hell that running back and forth to the bathroom thing was. Ew. My stomach still hurts a bit, but I had my brother bring me food for the cat and I rolled off the couch for that much, at least.
But, yes. I am starving and I feel disgusting and I just missed out on a beautiful sunny day and I wasn't even writing anything to use as an excuse. I think I may get something written later hopefully, but it's possible I may stoop to watching American Idol tonight just out of morbid curiosity. (I would be much more apt to watch if I knew Adam would respond to winning by thanking his boyfriend, no matter if he really does have one or not, and just kissing someone, simply to scare the CRAP out of the mundanes. Heh.)
I'm supposed to go walk around Lake Scranton with Jess sometime tomorrow. Which is great, because we haven't really talked in a week so she hasn't heard the entertaining saga of my cousin's wedding. Or my brother and his new girlfriend in Maine. I never thought I'd hear my brother be all, "I miss Maine." MAINE? Okay.
I want pizza in the worse way. Well, of course I do. I only want pizza or Chinese food when I can't afford it.
I really want to finish the chapter of Heroine Addiction I'm in the middle of. It's another talky chapter and those take forever.
But, yes. I am starving and I feel disgusting and I just missed out on a beautiful sunny day and I wasn't even writing anything to use as an excuse. I think I may get something written later hopefully, but it's possible I may stoop to watching American Idol tonight just out of morbid curiosity. (I would be much more apt to watch if I knew Adam would respond to winning by thanking his boyfriend, no matter if he really does have one or not, and just kissing someone, simply to scare the CRAP out of the mundanes. Heh.)
I'm supposed to go walk around Lake Scranton with Jess sometime tomorrow. Which is great, because we haven't really talked in a week so she hasn't heard the entertaining saga of my cousin's wedding. Or my brother and his new girlfriend in Maine. I never thought I'd hear my brother be all, "I miss Maine." MAINE? Okay.
I want pizza in the worse way. Well, of course I do. I only want pizza or Chinese food when I can't afford it.
I really want to finish the chapter of Heroine Addiction I'm in the middle of. It's another talky chapter and those take forever.
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Date: 2009-05-21 01:03 am (UTC)