| Current mood: | twitching, addicted, whatever. |
| Current music: | Johnny Cash // Hurt |
Stop Breaking Down
This online-journal expedition isn't as bad as I thought it was, I recieved a warm welcome from little Miss Aguilera, which brightened my day, as you can all imagine. I'm in a considerably better mood today, no.. not today, right now... than I was when I wrote my last entry.
As of five minutes ago, when I finished ravaging my house for the third time, and came out with a 6-pack ( of Hershey's Bars... I'm a good boy! )... I became loony-chocolate consuming Jack, rather than cynical-I-want-to-kill-Meg-and-burn-the-house-down-Jack. *shrugs* Take it as you'd like.
I was talking to my friend Holly Golightly, as I attempted to liberate my mind from the boundaries of my house. As I told her, this broken finger has kept me in the house for too long. I NEED OUT! I'm already clawing to be outside. Given, it would be easier to open the door and walk outside, but the clawing would be more dramatic.
Water, water, water. I think that typically, people drink milk after eating chocolate, but I prefer water. I have no idea why, but I enjoy water and chocolate.
I recall promising to explain my perturbation ( not a word, I know. ) of yesterday, but I don't feel like doing so at this time.
I think I should furnish you all with a list of my numerous addictions, it seems like a great thing to post. Perhaps some phobias, too. Hmmm.
My chocolate fix is already running out. I should have written before and after it, then you would have gotten the full effect. Oh well, looking back 20/20 vision.
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