My sister borrowed a bunch of my movies while I wasn’t home and I now only want to watch the ones she has. This only happens every single time.
I’ve got a new boot. Yeah, turns out there is something wrong with my foot. I bruised the bone and the joint and the joint is full of fluid and every time I try and make the joint move I’m making it a little bit worse. So I have to wear this boot thing for a few weeks. It’s been like three hours and my foot already stopped hurting and turning funny colors. Stupid foot.
On second thought, an entire pint of Ben and Jerry’s on top of no actual real food today was probably a bad idea. But it was my first Ben and Jerry’s ever so it was worth it.
Today has been the best day ever. I should not care more often. 90% of everything I ate today was chocolate.
Movie was awesome, fellow movie goers were not. If I wanted to hear some airhead ask stupid questions and ridiculous kissing noises for two hours I would have gone to see a romcom. Did I see a romcom? No. Did I throw a bag of goldfish at them and tell them to shut up? Yes.
I have had a horrible rotten week. So I’m going to go buy the biggest dark chocolate candy bar I can find and go to the movies in my pajamas. My only regret is that my pajamas lack pockets.
Wow. I mean, I knew all of this stuff separately, but putting it together and looking at it like that… wow.
My buddy insomnia and I have been busy last few nights. Cleaned my room, read two novels, painted a pretty picture you can only fully see under a black light, cleaned out my dresser drawers. Other stuff.
I am so bored.
Waking up to hear, “YOU WOULD MAKE A GOOD DALEK.” screamed at you from somewhere above your head should probably clue you in to what kind of day you’re going to have.
Not sure if it’s more sad that I play board games by myself, or that I cheat while playing board games with myself.