At the sign of the Starving Slattern
Jan. 4th, 2006 03:31 pmToday, we cleared out our wardrobes and started our diet.
Bleah.
I do not get this happy zippy feeling of 'Well now, there's a job well done!' about housekeeping; I seriously don't give a damn and would rather just hurl my old clothes out of the windows and eat out of bits of old newspaper.
Right now I am hungry enough to eat the newspaper.
Still, I rediscovered how much cool and mostly purple stuff I still have. Purple is good. And the bedroom does look better; you can see the carpet now. I'm never sure as to why that is considered a good thing, but it is, so huzzah.
Right now I quite want sex, though I am in too weird and cantankerous a mood to really enjoy it, let alone make it enjoyable for anyone else. Maybe my backbrain's just brought it up to divert me from how hungry I am. Unusual sex would be good, sex in a wetsuit perhaps, or in a tank, or on an enormous pizza.
P.S. Did I mention I was hungry?
Bleah.
I do not get this happy zippy feeling of 'Well now, there's a job well done!' about housekeeping; I seriously don't give a damn and would rather just hurl my old clothes out of the windows and eat out of bits of old newspaper.
Right now I am hungry enough to eat the newspaper.
Still, I rediscovered how much cool and mostly purple stuff I still have. Purple is good. And the bedroom does look better; you can see the carpet now. I'm never sure as to why that is considered a good thing, but it is, so huzzah.
Right now I quite want sex, though I am in too weird and cantankerous a mood to really enjoy it, let alone make it enjoyable for anyone else. Maybe my backbrain's just brought it up to divert me from how hungry I am. Unusual sex would be good, sex in a wetsuit perhaps, or in a tank, or on an enormous pizza.
P.S. Did I mention I was hungry?