Mm... macaroni
I feel so, dejected, rejected, interjected, subjected, flibbitygibbitjected.
Well, maybe not so much the last one.
*sigh* But I'm going to feed my tummy that has waited so patiently all day to be filled. With Macaroni and Cheese.
I'll probably practice my guitar plink-plunking. Then I'll listen to some music while I sit in the bath, staring at the shower head whilst the bubbles slowly disintigrate. Then I will prepare for sleep.
When the light goes out, I'll become overwhelmed with the urge to cry.
Well, maybe not so much the last one.
*sigh* But I'm going to feed my tummy that has waited so patiently all day to be filled. With Macaroni and Cheese.
I'll probably practice my guitar plink-plunking. Then I'll listen to some music while I sit in the bath, staring at the shower head whilst the bubbles slowly disintigrate. Then I will prepare for sleep.
When the light goes out, I'll become overwhelmed with the urge to cry.