Can you sink any lower? That was my dinner last night... topped with one delicious dark chocolate orange truffle cookie. So THERE! Fuck you PMS!
Today I feel like my flesh has been replaced with a million heavy dusty bricks and my brain is crushed, my heart is bleeding, I feel stoned, dizzy and exhausted... got up at 11am and only managed to have breakfast, half a latte and to feed the dogs. I'm in desperate need of a shower and Colgate to scrub the green fuzz from my tongue (insert silent scream). Yeah. It's totally gorgeous outside too, like nature is mocking me: nyaa nyaa we're perfect and you're not! Well screw you too. It's just that kind of day.
Dragging my fat ass to the shower now... then will go pick up some groceries, the fridge is empty and the cupboards just about only hold liquor, dried pasta and canned beans. So yeah, who knows what this day is gonna turn into... thank god for Black Strobe's "Shining Bright Star - Phones Industrial Version" which is pumping some kind of life into this insipid head of mine. Only played it 3 times in a row so far.
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