*sigh* this has been a shit week.
not that i've been swamped in tragedy and mishap, but mostly that my neurons are constantly misfiring and causing me to be pretty fucking unhappy most of the time.
so today i had myself a caramel scented bath, drank some tasty wine and ate some lindor chocolate. i read some hunter s. and flooded myself with indulgent excess. i felt like the hedonism-bot from futurama. i'm stealing solaris' idea and having a "you're so nifty" day. i can forget about all the people i dislike and all the shit that's currently making me upset/crazy and just sink into a caramel scented, wine soaked, chocolate covered bliss. i feel like a sex bomb waiting to go off...
i've even taken the time to paint my nails and colour my hair. so now i've got soft, shiny chocolate coloured locks and sparkly red toes...kinda like the ruby red slippers of wizard of oz fame. maybe if i click my heels together, i can be whisked back to winnipeg...nope...doesn't work.
so now i'm gonna crack open my strawberry pocky (not only fun to say, but tasty too!) drink the rest of my wine and watch shaun of the dead. cuz if there's anything better than a british romantic comedy with zombies...i've yet to find it. and then hopefully i'll drift peacefully to sleep and have sweet dreams about a certain someone whom i'm missing like crazy.
hearts everyone
not that i've been swamped in tragedy and mishap, but mostly that my neurons are constantly misfiring and causing me to be pretty fucking unhappy most of the time.
so today i had myself a caramel scented bath, drank some tasty wine and ate some lindor chocolate. i read some hunter s. and flooded myself with indulgent excess. i felt like the hedonism-bot from futurama. i'm stealing solaris' idea and having a "you're so nifty" day. i can forget about all the people i dislike and all the shit that's currently making me upset/crazy and just sink into a caramel scented, wine soaked, chocolate covered bliss. i feel like a sex bomb waiting to go off...
i've even taken the time to paint my nails and colour my hair. so now i've got soft, shiny chocolate coloured locks and sparkly red toes...kinda like the ruby red slippers of wizard of oz fame. maybe if i click my heels together, i can be whisked back to winnipeg...nope...doesn't work.
so now i'm gonna crack open my strawberry pocky (not only fun to say, but tasty too!) drink the rest of my wine and watch shaun of the dead. cuz if there's anything better than a british romantic comedy with zombies...i've yet to find it. and then hopefully i'll drift peacefully to sleep and have sweet dreams about a certain someone whom i'm missing like crazy.
hearts everyone
the wine and chocolates sound amazing. ive never been able to get into pocky though....everyone loves it. maybe i'm eating it incorrectly. i really want to like it, make me like it!!!