im just so hungry. i really feel like im starving to death.
whatever.
maybe i'll lose some weight.
i've been thinking about that a lot lately. taking no action, but thinking about it all the same.
i hate the bulge that my stomach has become
and the way my thighs rub together when i walk.
ew.
but i just love food too much. the kind that makes me fat.
i could just go to sleep
i should just go to sleep
but i find that sleep no longer holds the value it once did.
my nights are restless..although i've come to terms with this.
waking up multiple times during the night just means i get to fall asleep more than once.
im quite alright with that.
but my stomach is growling and the cheesy bugles just didnt do it for me.
im contemplating walking to my car and then driving all the way to taco bell.
but my gas tank is low..and i shouldnt spend money on food anyways.
so here i sit, fantasizing about all the types of food that i could be tasting.
mmmm...french toast sounds so good.
only not from DENNYS.
boycott that place PLEASSSEE!
i went there the other night, with dawnchele.
in my drunken stupor i didn't notice that my pancakes WEREN'T DONE.
assholes.
i just knew they tasted funny.
my trusty best friend pointed the gooeyness out to me.
i got new ones.
wait a minute. dammit. i have food at her house. FUCKKKK.
i could use that right now.
mmm...covered in syrup. the good kind.
thats one thing that you can't buy generic.
watered down syrup blows.