this friday is coming to an end. i return home to my ranshackled abode, and man, this place makes me angry- it's messy, like my mind ... my mom says i'm feeling this way because i started eating carbs again (that means my cumfort food is working backwards, how disapointing...) and maybe if i wouldn't have spent a majority of my night scrubbing the floors of my take-and-bake place of employment, i would be a little more motivated to clean my own space. as for now, i think i'll go curl up on the coutch and watch fantasy worlds played out for me on screen... imagining myself and the others in my dreams in place of the actors... then i will get lost in this years mandala and wonder if this pizza smell will ever go away
all the while drinking my Diet Rite soda (no carbs)... yummy.