Chocolate With A Side Of Chocolate

You know, more days than not, after work, as soon as I've entered my apartment and closed the door, I end up screaming some random swear word (usually "motherfucker") and throwing something against the wall. Is this healthy? I mean, it makes me feel a lot better, but I don't think I should feel the need to do this as often as I do.

So I ended up buying chocolate on my way home, because daaaaaaamn, I needed some chocolate after today. I also bought some practical things too... bread, milk, cereal... ya know. By the way, I seriously hate the fact that I seem to have to buy groceries every day. But I'm constantly running out of stuff, and there's a limit to how much my tiny little girly arms can carry home in one trip. Actually, I've been lifting weights again, so I'm getting better. I almost have a muscle now! Almost. But just the one.

Also, why has bread gone up in price so much? Wheat shortage?

Some girl at work today started crying, and ended up being escorted out of the building. I thought that seemed like a pretty good idea. I didn't try it for myself, though. And I have no idea why she was crying, but it made me feel bad to see her so upset. Because, as you know, I'm a feeler. I feel things. But seriously, though, it was upsetting to see. No good.

Anyways, me thinks I need a shower, to cleanse myself of my sins. Among other things. So... later, my pretties.


2006-06-17 at 3:30 p.m.