Jul 09, 2004 17:35
Holy fuck, must I resort to hiding food in my own house?! This is forking ridiculous. It seems that if it's edible, it's free game to my brother. Shall I list what he's managed to absorb into his being so far?
-MY box of samoas. THAT I PAID FOR AND EVEN WROTE MY NAME ON. Not even girl scout cookies are sacred.
-Pater's box of toffees. I also paid for these.
-36 pack of string cheese in under three days.
-both mine and his box of chocolates we got for valentines day from my dad..
-countless bags of kettle corn. Both mine and his.
-most of the 12 pack of hotpockets. He missed one because I hid it under the frozen tender loin and ate it yesterday.
-there was over a third of a bottle left of my iced coffee syrup left. That was gone in under a day.
There's probably a bunch of other stuff I've missed no doubt, but these are the ones i specifically remember.
I went to the grocery store with mom today. They have these shopping carts that have the front designed to look like truck cabs for toddlers to sit in. I dared mom to try and fit into one. She did and got stuck. Dear Mommy, I love you, I really do, but you're as dense as a brick at times.
I had this bizarre dream last night where I got stranded on the moon with Miyavi. I was freaking out and ended up stealing his cell and raincoat. I also turned his kitty green by feeding it a bowl of ostrich-lime flavored ramen o_O. I knew taking zoloft before I went to bed was a bad idea.