I am really really hoping for a snow day tomorrow. That would be so awesome. We only have school four days this week any way, but I feel so...I don't know. I want to see Miko at school, and tomorrow is my favorite day of classes, but I just don't want to go. Maybe I will kidnap Miko for a day of sledding and hot chocolate, if it happens then I get it all. Yeah, that sounds wonderful.
In other news I burnt rubber today!!! I was on a huge patch of ice at a stop sign, and I was trying to merge with traffic on the straight-away and I tried to go, and I couldn't so I pushed on the pedal harder and I moved like just into the road enough to be hit but I was still stuck. So I got scared and really pushed it down because I did NOT want to die, and the tires spun so hard and then I was off! But I could smell the nasty burn of my brand new, very expensive tires so I didn't know if I should be freaked out that I hurt my tires, or aghast and in awe at how BA burning rubber made me. I still cannot decide.
I would really love some lemonade. The Kool-Aid kind. This is strange, really, because usually I only want Kool-Aid when I'm running in the hotness. I always want Kool-Aid and grape Popsicles. (Popsicle is a very strange word). Also I am craving some chocolate chip cookie dough and ice cream. And some chocolate chip cookies. And hot fudge. Oh man, I am doomed to be so fat. There is simply no way to stave off cravings like that. And I'm not even at a peek-hormonal state of being (for instance, pregnancy or menopause) right now. Yikes.
Lastly, because I need to stop looking at this computer screen before my eye balls fry up, I have been looking at PostSecrets all afternoon. They make me feel...connected with...I don't know exactly what. Other people maybe? Myself? I'm not sure but I like them. They sort of make me a little depressed but mostly I feel really enlightened and it's cool. I have to go now, before I lose my vision. I need a shower and a pee anyway.
I love you!
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