Attack of the wiggles.

[kesomon]

Despite it being fifteen minutes to 9:30, I have come down with a sudden duel attack of cabin fever and craving, culminating in the strange desire to walk to Ralphs and buy some Gouda cheese.

Aside from the fact it's 9:30, I don't even like Gouda cheese that much, nor do I have money to spend on it until tomorrow, so wtf brain, wtf?

*sigh* Freaking weird grey matter.