Jul 11, 2006 14:30
ready to murder and rampage, i instead went to the YMCA.
it didn't help. "... and the sweat ran down her scowling face."
i made brownies with miniature M&M's, and they disgusted me.
now, i just ripped open a bag of "swedish fish" only to discover they are ALL RED!!
"SONUVABITCH!!" i cried, my hopes and rainbow dreams dashed.
i attempted progress on the "what-to-do-with-my-immediate-life" predicament and GOT NOWHERE. i hate you, internet, you lying, gabby sonuvawhore.
so i am back to square one, a tangled mess, fuming, disgusted, thoroughly devoid of hope.
these goddamn fish are gross, but they're all i have.
maybe i should "call it a day", pop some fucking "kettle corn", and watch "annie" A THOUSAND TIMES IN A ROW AND ROLL AROUND ON THE FLOOR CRYING ABOUT TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW and EAT and EAT and EAT until i EXPLODE or IMPLODE ON MYSELF FROM ALL THE NOTHING THAT HAS DEVOURED MY VERY SOUL
there's nothing like histrionics to brighten up the day.
i'm going to find my cats and coo at them until i stop feeling so hateful.