been snowing, raining, then warming up to low-mid 50s (Fahrenheit for all those keeping score in the northern regions)
but i digress.
i dont think i've eaten a single nutritious thing in the past week and a half.
and now i'm happily munching on rice crispy candy. which, by the way. is what they serve in heaven in the waiting room. y'know, the kind with peanut butter and chocolate.
and i even went to work today to make some phone calls (read - leave voicemails) to people that were just about as interested in hearing from me as i was in speaking to them.
so all's well that ended well. no blood, no foul.
and, theres a party tonight that promises to have all kinds of nonsense going on. the good kind.
i have to go make something to eat.
i think i'll make a trifle. that nasty concoction of nuts, cake, whipped cream, chocolate of all kinds, mousse, etc.
i have no idea who thought of putting cake in all that goodness, but they were wrong. dead wrong. and i'm sorry for them and their families. i dont believe in cake. but i do believe this is a good song.
i like queensryche.
i like 80s music.
i've said it.
and i'm not ashamed.