explosion

Biskit is coming to see me in a few hours, which makes me jooooyful. I have not seen that little nugget since July 3, which is...two and a half months? TOO LONG.

I spent last night grocery shopping, doing laundry in the shower, and using my hair dryer on the shirt I wanted to wear today so it wouldn't still be wet this morning. I am nineteen years old and 225 miles away from my parents, and this is how I spent my Friday nights. oh well. Every time someone manages to drag me out for donuts or burritoes or something, I get cranky if I'm not in by ten thirty anyway. too many people.

I bought bananas. I am hoping they last until I'm ready for them. I have an apple in the fridge that's been there at least two weeks and looks fine. That prly just means it's coated in twelve hours' worth of candle wax, but that's okay too. My insides will be nice and slick.

When I was little, Mom would feed us ramen noodles without the spice packet and put peas in them. I could get some frozen peas and parmesan cheese and do that, because it was good.

oy. Now I have to go eat lunch. HOPEFULLY it will be very quiet and empty, since it's a game day, and I can eat up all the food.

SHINE LIKE SHINY MITES.