The March Hare

And hopefully that's the last trip to Waco for a very long time...

Thanks to my wonderful lunch at Clay Pit with Dad, Stephanie and Brian, I am currently experiencing the dreaded need to fall into a curry coma. Indian restaurant buffets are DANGEROUS.

Of course it's raining.

On the plus side, this means more money to spend to try to find other BPAL oils that can attain the status of perfection that Urd has.

While it may be TMI, I am glad that I'm still poo-capable!

Apparently, I'm the girl with the dark hair and the big tits.

I need an awesome place to eat greens. Like, good old fashioned collard greens.

'bout to go to BFE. No internet, no phone.

We're corpse-crawlers extraordinaire.

Great googly moogly, it is FREEZING.

What the hell did I eat? My poor tummy!

We fear not our mortalityWe'll serve to the best of our abilityWe give our lives to our mastersWe vow to smite our enemies

Time to see what this week will bring.

I had the sudden realization today that after making one simple statement, I understand Waco folk far more than I'm truly comfortable with.

It is way too fucking cold. Seriously. I do not have enough warm work clothes to properly function.

Exhausted. About to collapse in bed. I just looked in the mirror and realized how much I've aged in just two years. Holy shit.

Had the most amazing time with friends and family. While I wasn't too thrilled about the occasion, it sure was nice to relax and cut up with everyone.

Mmm. Coffee soothes the savage beast...

Why is it that every time I go to Oh!Mart, I'm compelled to stock up on junk food? It's as if the minute I see strawberry pocky, my mind goes into FAT MODE.

Kizutsuke au kono sekai Fuki tobasu HEART AND SOUL! (Oh my GOD, FIYAH BOMBA, get the hell out of my head... Seriously... this is torture...)

Wow. I guess I was saved a step in friends-list cleaning.

What an emotionally draining week. And it's only Tuesday.

Eva need BEER. Or margarita!

Ohh, I forgot how awesome Salux torture is... I may have to do another one tonight, just so I can be relaxed AFTER work.

I have to tell myself that things will get better. Thankfully, there are shoes and BPAL for that.