How does nothing end up 2 pages long?

Okay…I need to find a song…*looks over at Raya with a slight scowl* Don’t think just because I’m doing this part that you automatically get your way sissy…Admittedly the concept was adorably cute…This only means that the Mutt will wake up, and be more annoying. I’ve got 2 2/3 pages of an entry for June…The end of June…June 30th even. *laughs* And although I haven’t reached said place where I need said song…I’m starting to look now so I can find it, as I want something specific. I need a song, that would be fitting for, a man coming to realize that the girl he is dancing with, isn’t just the girl he’s always seen her as, but that she’s actually a woman as well. *glances through narrowed eyes at the giggling Raya* Don’t make me swat you. *kicks Naamah’s snakie tail for having this bloody ball to begin with*

Anyway…*looks around*…I have…Nothing…So…Let’s see if I can get 2 or 3 pages out of nothing. *laughs*

I so need to get out of the house and to some craft stores. 1) I need to find some material so I can make something for someone. (Gods, how vague is that. *laughs*) 2) I need the material for the dress I want to make. I’ve decided with the $17.00+ I still have on my Jo-Ann Fabrics gift card, along with the 50% off coupon I got from online…I should be able to get the proper material for the dress I want to make…I just need to figure out the colors for sure. I’ve posted a link or something to a picture of the dress previously…As best as I can describe it is, it resembles Elizabeth’s dress at the beginning of Pirates 2. That whole aristocratic party attire kind of thing. *laughs*

Snow decided to show up…Showed up night before last actually…Woke up to it all over the place yesterday. Evil stuff…I’m already quite sick of it.

My goal is 3 entries for tomorrow night’s posting. As, well…I just want to. *laughs* But yeah…I’m sure each of my characters will be having some thoughts that they will be wanting to get out. Naamah’s most likely on the murderous side. *shakes head* My poor rat…No one seems to care too much for him. *laughs*

Yeah…I’m going to be ALL over with this entry. Price of having nothing I suppose. Hehehe….O.o….I’m a bit off yet it seems….And I really, really, haven’t had…*thinks*…Not much sugar…8 tiny coated pretzels…4 with those green and red sprinkles though. Maybe it is the sprinkles…or maybe there is something in my Ritz snack mix thingies…Other than the crunchy goodness. *looks over at chocolate* I swear, I haven’t had any…I’ve thought about it…But I’ve restrained…Thus far. *grins*

I’ve been wondering…Metabolism is the speed that things get well…Um…dissolved, for lack of the appropriate word into ones body. It decided how fast the eaten and drunk things are going to process. Mine has always been naturally high. *hugs it* It’s been good to me. Now say…If someone with said already high metabolism was to start drinking, well not large quantities…but increased quantities, and on a regular basis, of something that was said to increase ones metabolism…Would there be some kind of…I don’t know…Something? Guess I could cut out the tea for a bit and see….No! What am I saying…*hugs tea* I can not abandoned my friend the tea.

*note to self* Restrain from calling people fluffy…*nods* Yeses…Good idea…

I was all up for blaming it on sugar the other day (which was really just yesterday…I think…Maybe day before)…But sugar would of worn off by now.
I was all for blaming lack of sleep last night…I was sure it was sleep depredation…Despite the fact that I did get what should of been a good amount of sleep…Well, at least for me.
So that leaves…Well the tea or the Ritz mix…Or…Well…I think all that is left is the mass of grey matter in my skull. (Couldn’t help but think of Grey Matter the one little tiny smart alien on Ben 10 as I wrote grey matter.)

O.o Okay…Seriously though…I think I need to put a lock on my brain…It might escaped…And I’m pretty sure it shouldn’t be off on it’s own.
Maybe my mind is running off with my sight…*feels the attempt of a down here* *doesn’t like the feel of down*
*inserts serious moment* [Just as soon as I remember how to spell it properly.] I do, once the tax rebate checks come in, need to get my eyes examined. I’m thinking the guy that did them last was messing with my prescription because I said I wore my contacts all the time. They’ve never been right…Always weaker than they should be. My glasses on the other hand, I don’t think offer up the same problems…I’m just too stubborn to keep them on all the time [Plus there is that whole pesky headache thing, and what not.], but…I can’t even see the clock on the vcr from my futon, and it’s not THAT far away. It’s a struggle to read the menu on the satellite. All honesty…It’s getting increasingly harder to read…Well this even. So yeah…eyes are getting worse. This I know…And I need it fixed.

Anyway…That was rather depressing…No more depressing!

I’m hungry…I just downed 400 calories! I know this because I just ate 4 of the Ritz snack mix packs that say they are 400 calories a piece. But they were, unfilling. Tasted good though. *tries to think if there is anything else in the house that passes as eatable, and doesn’t take actual work. Other than more of those Ritz bits things.

And I think thirsty…*nods* Yeses…Perhaps, Ginseng tea and Cadbury chocolate.

Wrote this part earlier…but I didn’t want to sully the rest of my entry with it. [*points at word sully* There it is again! It’s stalking me! See what you have done Nic?]

Pet’s an arse…But…I’m sick of complaining about him currently. Just suffice it to say…He’s an arse.