Folding, spindeling, and mutilating lauguage for fun since Aug, 2004
Wednesday, 08 February 2006

Don’t you just hate it when you’re hungry for something, and you can’t figure out what it is?  Boy, do I hate that.  I’ve been sort of casting around the house for something good to eat for the past few days.  I’ve gone to the grocery store repeatedly for things on my list and, after filling the list, I’ve just sort of wandered the aisles waiting for something to catch my eye, and for my brain to say “Yes!  That’s IT! That’s what we want!”

 

No joy. 

 

This must be what hell is like for those people who just drifted through life never really doing anything particularly bad, but never really doing anything good either.

 

Nothing tastes right either.  You know, I’ve got to eat SOMETHING at meal times…but everything I make just sort of sits there…not being particularly bad…just not particularly good.

 

It’s like everything tastes like oatmeal.  Different flavors of oatmeal.

Wednesday, 08 February 2006 11:22:15 (Central Standard Time, UTC-06:00) | Comments [4] |  | #
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