February 04, 2002 :: 1:09 a.m.
I require a popsicle every 15 minutes
Ho hum. I'm feeling all groggy and worn out, which really doesn't make sense since I haven't done anything all day. I'm trying to write up the HTML for a new design (yes, for this), but my brain isn't cooperating very well. I can't get the tables to work out the way I want them to. Blah.
Oh, yes. I did have my pie. And my ice cream. Together. And I did take a bath. But I didn't eat the pie/ice cream in the bathtub, because I figured that was actually kind of gross. It wasn't very good; I could have done without the pie. As a rule I'm not a huge fan of pie, but really, in the mood I was in I would have eaten cabbage pie with anchovy paste on top if it had been available. The bath wasn't a very good idea, either - as always, the heat made me ill, and I got out after about five minutes. I should really know better by now.
I also fell prey to the cookies. I thought I was safe, because my dad always puts walnuts in his chocolate chip cookies, but this time he decided to be thoughtful and make some plain (I hate walnuts with a passion). That was nice of him, yes, but for the love god and my ever-expanding stomach, I don't need anymore junk food. Alas, I am weak, and I had two when they were warm and gooey and delicious.
Blast! I've been foiled again.
I just saw a commercial stating that "a meal just isn't a meal without meat." Hmm. It seems I've been mislead. And I haven't eaten a "meal" in almost six years.
I want pancakes for breakfast tomorrow. I made vegan banana pancakes once; they were kind of good. I don't know how one goes about making regular pancakes, but I'm sure there's a recipe in one of the 15 million cookbooks we have laying around. Actually, I want blueberry pancakes, but we don't have any blueberries. Dammit. Maybe I'll pick some up after I'm done helping my grandma tomorrow.
Edited at 3:05 a.m. *pant, pant* God, that took forever. But hey, it's new, it's got fun things on the side, and I think I like it better than the lemon thing. Although I do feel bad retiring that one after just, what, like three days? Wow. I have a shorter attention span than I ever imagined.
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