quick, i have a moment of peace and quiet

i need to try to write something before it caves in with chaotic sounds again...
but i'm sure it won't last long enough...
it never does.
just when i get comfortable...BAM POW KERSPLAT
it's all over.

and the phone's ringing...
so that was the end of that.
much sooner than i expected, even.
bleh.

i knew it wouldn't last.
but at least i had to turn the furnace on this morning.
it was THAT cold.

and last night i made chocolate chip cookies.
cuz those fall within the atkins diet guidelines.
or not, but either way, i ate some.
(and by "some" i mean i licked the entire bowl clean--before scooping out any dough...)
ugh.
me and my weaknesses.
i have the self-control of a gnat.
or worse.
and that reminds me of the line from Grease...
"men are rats. men are fleas on rats. men are amoebas on fleas on rats!"
not entirely true.
but that reminds me of a t-shirt i made as a freshman in college...
it is titled 'MEN ARE SCUM'...i think.
i should take a picture of it and post it.
hm...
where is that t-shirt??
i typed up this whole long ranty thing and had it silk screened onto a shirt...
then i made copies and gave them to my closest girlfriends.
it's the coolest shirt ever.
now i have a mission...
i'll be back.
****
well, i found the shirt, and took some pictures.
but you can't really read the writing unless i leave the file HUGE....
let me try this.



hey, not so bad.
so, yeah.
that was my little temper tantrum in 1993.
god.
that was 11 years ago.
i just showed it to my husband (who has seen it before).
he said, "for a girl who loves boys, that seems a little out of character."
heeeee.
it's all about the passion--if you have the capacity for ferocious love, you must have a proportional ability to hate.
some people call it bi-polar, but whatever.
you say tom-ay-toe, i say tom-ah-toe.
(okay, not really. what sort of dork says it that way???)

i have a hangnail that i can't leave alone.
(see: poor self-control)
i have this obsessive little habit of flipping them back and forth with whichever finger reaches the best.
i do this until the flipping finger is cramped and the hangnail area is raw.
highly attractive.

and on that note, have a great day.
hope you're not trying to eat lunch.