Osakatomebaby

I would put crumbs in the other dwarfs beds today so they would feel like me. I won't air my dirty laundry, I'd rather burn it. As someone told me this week about themselves, but it's true for me today, I need an emotiondectimy.

LASH! LASH!

Okay that's as much as I can lash out.

So coming home tonight I did a weird thing. I thought, what do normal people do when they have a crappy day? And answer came there one: eat ice cream. I've never tried eating ice cream after a bad day. (a) Seems like such a chick thing to do and (b) I'm just not big on sweets. Much rather chow on a bag of pepperoni if anything, but I wasn't hungry so I thought, well, can't hurt.

So I just ate a cup of Haagen Dazs Vanilla and I'm waiting for whatever is supposed to happen next. Nothing so far. Maybe I didn't eat enough. Maybe I got the wrong flavor. I guess in retrospect what chicks are supposed to do on a crappy day is buy a tub of ice cream (probably one containing chocolate in some form) and eat the whole thing with a giant spoon. But anyway I don't have a giant spoon or an eating disorder so I guess it's just not gonna work.

I feel like a kid who just smoked oregano.

The song with the theramin just came on again, or it could be a saw. I threw it into the big mix. It's good, makes me happy. I may have to listen to it on repeat once more and then tuck myself in. Everything's always better in the morning. *yawn*