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may i just say that i might be mentally unstable?
proof: i spent 4.5 hours last night MAKING THOSE DAMNABLE COOKIES.
that's right.
4.5 hours.
not just...2 hours. or even 3. but 4.5. making cookies.
and they couldn't just be, say, chocolate chip cookies. i could not have spent 4.5 hours making the exact same goddamnfucking cookies. no. i had to make chocolate chip, PLUS gingersnaps, PLUS pumpkin raisin spice, PLUS those goddamned chocolate no-bakes. WHY DO PEOPLE HAVE TO LIKE THE NO-BAKES????
okay so really, the no-bakes are comparatively quick. they just take a couple minutes to cool down.
but damn. damn damn damn damn damn.
by the time i was faehr0[3 4h56in3we;lfjna;dfhpasinfl;sdnf09fhw32oi4n done, my wo;bnae9rh0awh;elndsf;oad8w3h2b[oankf as back hurt as though i was preggers. and i already have foot problems so i'm sure you can imagine how my 0pnw'roina9jfrn;oknfoSHFAIHF arch felt after that.
i hate cookies. i hate them. HATE THEM. i'll hate them for the rest of my gorram life, as well. gorram it.
in other news: AP Psych final today, HOORAY. ooooooorrrrrr not. plus i hafta do a greek scene with michelle today. she called me last night and asked if there was any way i could go home early so we didn't hafta do it. i told her that there wasn't. we laughed. and then she said a jewish prayer. not really. but if i believed in god, it probably woulda done my poor, overworked brain a little bit of good. or maybe it woulda pissed me off. i don't know.
OH OH OH (not HO HO HO) i had to get up at 4 this gorram morning to....work on my music theory paper. fuckit. i couldn't find the gorram program from the gorram concert so i'm gonna hafta go in early today and hope that someone from orchestra will be there so he/she/it/you can give me the names of, say, the director. who i should know because he and i have the same therapist (glassy).
i'm SOOOO done.
proof: i spent 4.5 hours last night MAKING THOSE DAMNABLE COOKIES.
that's right.
4.5 hours.
not just...2 hours. or even 3. but 4.5. making cookies.
and they couldn't just be, say, chocolate chip cookies. i could not have spent 4.5 hours making the exact same goddamnfucking cookies. no. i had to make chocolate chip, PLUS gingersnaps, PLUS pumpkin raisin spice, PLUS those goddamned chocolate no-bakes. WHY DO PEOPLE HAVE TO LIKE THE NO-BAKES????
okay so really, the no-bakes are comparatively quick. they just take a couple minutes to cool down.
but damn. damn damn damn damn damn.
by the time i was faehr0[3 4h56in3we;lfjna;dfhpasinfl;sdnf09fhw32oi4n done, my wo;bnae9rh0awh;elndsf;oad8w3h2b[oankf as back hurt as though i was preggers. and i already have foot problems so i'm sure you can imagine how my 0pnw'roina9jfrn;oknfoSHFAIHF arch felt after that.
i hate cookies. i hate them. HATE THEM. i'll hate them for the rest of my gorram life, as well. gorram it.
in other news: AP Psych final today, HOORAY. ooooooorrrrrr not. plus i hafta do a greek scene with michelle today. she called me last night and asked if there was any way i could go home early so we didn't hafta do it. i told her that there wasn't. we laughed. and then she said a jewish prayer. not really. but if i believed in god, it probably woulda done my poor, overworked brain a little bit of good. or maybe it woulda pissed me off. i don't know.
OH OH OH (not HO HO HO) i had to get up at 4 this gorram morning to....work on my music theory paper. fuckit. i couldn't find the gorram program from the gorram concert so i'm gonna hafta go in early today and hope that someone from orchestra will be there so he/she/it/you can give me the names of, say, the director. who i should know because he and i have the same therapist (glassy).
i'm SOOOO done.