pudding

still craving yellow cake and chocolate frosting, love it. today was so boring at work that i wanted to remove my eyes with a melon baller, not really, but it sounded good. plus the words melon baller were on wheel of fortune this afternoon. no i am not am regular viewer. i don't work tomorrow, so i can stay up late like a dumbass and then wonder why i am exhausted when i open thursday morning because im sure i will do the same tomorrow night as a matter of precedent. that is the thought process, wake up and smell the cynicism. like roses. i love getting flowers. so everything seems to be in a weird limbo like state, which makes me nervous. not the good kind of nervous, this is more of a fear of the unknown type nervous. oh shit, i forgot to pick up the rocky horror picture show from my mom's. i wanted to watch it, i've had the songs stuck in my head all day. nothing is hotter than tim curry in drag. i'm not feeling that restless urge tonight, wonder what the fucking hell happened to that. i love that restlessness, makes me feel alive, or just insane. depends on the day. but i still love it. crazy isn't all together a bad thing, just tricky. i am thinking about getting another hamster, but i don't think it would fill the particular void that beau left. i'm just trying to live the american dream here folks. i worry. i need a haircut desperately.