Fighting Nerdiness with Gluttony.

L ast night I was listening to the soundtrack to Episode 1 and re-enacting the scenes in my room (around bunches of boxes and piles of shit).
You know you’re overlly obsessed when you can listen to a soundtrack on random and are able to re-enact the scene the music is from.  *Nod*

But I had to cut my escapade short when my brother called.  I told him what I’d been doing, to which he replied, "I’m only going to tell you this once and only because I care for you- GET A FREAKIN LIFE." 
Undeterred, I begun singing the Ewok song…
Which he finished for me. 

We’re both pitifully alike LOL. 
(We’re slowly discovering this as we get to know each other… he barely mentions 300 and I scream "THIS IS SPARTA!  BOOM *splat*" (with the little dance and kick but you can’t see that over the phone).  I forgot the point of this story soooo… never mind.  ON WITH IT, DONKEY OF DOOM!)

I bought new shoes!  They’re spankin’ white leather Nikes, with a bold, black swoosh.  VERY radical.  VERY controversial but I finally bought them after much inner debate.    I’m wearing them now, actually. 

My mom and I were late to work today.  I was almost ready to go when I hear this loud thump from the kitchen and, "I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE!"  And then there was a straight hour of tears before she was able to make it out the door.
Ugh.  She’s been slowly deteriorating though, I can see it.  She barely smiles or laughs anymore and she’s just listless and doesn’t eat right and there’s nothing my dad and I can really do…
I made hamburgers yesterday (ME!?  COOK!?  Only for Mother’s Day…) and my dad cooked them on the grill and she barely scraped up a thank you.  We had to ask her a couple of times if she even LIKED the food and finally she said it was fine.

But LAST NIGHT we had chocolate fondue. 
WHY THE HELL HAVE I NEVER EATEN THIS BEFORE!?!?
Warm melting chocolate on a banana.
::drools::
On RAISINS!
::leg thumps on ground::
On an apple!
GRAPES!
A chocolate chip cookie!?!?

I almost DIED from euphoria last night. 
(Actually, at one point during this process I swore up and down I could cure cancer  .)

I called Kelly during this high.  He’d fainted from the pain on his way to go pick up his meds so they dragged him back into bed and souped him up good (not the first time this has happened).
It hurt my heart. 
I would have hung up if it weren’t for the chocolate.
I actually got so scared when he answered the phone that I said, "Hey, I’ll let you go" and he said, "NO, you’re a FRIEND.  I want to talk."  And then I realized that it was probably a good thing that I called.  Yay!
He also said that if he gets leave after his surgery on June 1, he wanted to see my dance show on June 4.
I was very touched but insisted that he needed recovery time…

Tonight I’ll make one of my protein smoothies.  It’s been a while.  I have an 8 pound tub of protein that has been left practically untouched since I started on that diet thing. 

Holy shizzle, I got an e-mail today from my ex back from 8th grade.  I thought it was spam at first but I just HAD to open it (::grumbles about curiosity killing the Star Wars nerd::)… and sure enough…
Ugh.  I don’t know how to proceed with THIS one.  O.o 
I don’t know if I even want to talk to him.  I’ve tried to put my past behind me and, well, that includes him!!
Well.  We’ll see.  We’ve both grown up now.

Aight, I’m out like oxygen shots. 
Peace-izzle, my nizzles~

†   INMATE   †

Wearing::  My nifty new shoes, black sweatpants, white cut-off muscle tank, black sweatband and my HAIR is DOWN.    I made it all messy this morning.  : )  I could still REALLY use a shower though… Damn hot water heater.  ::shakes fist::  Oh yea, these are just footnotes.  My bad-
Feeling::  GREAT.  Thanks for asking!  ^_^
Last ate::  Mustard on lettuce and spinach.
Reading::  Old US News magazines.  So I can throw them away and not pack them.  Packing SUCKS, especially when you have no boxes!!  INMATE.  FOOTNOTES.  SORREEEE! 

   <~  PSSSSSST.  That’s a fucking PUMPKIN.  GASP!

I’m hyper so… Leave notes.  ::smiles::