Monday, March 26, 2012
Maybe kinda sorta in a biznotchy mood.
Sorta kinda not ready to own it.
SOoo, I'm not P.M.S.ing, just so that you're not all sittin' there thinkin', "Sheesh woman ever heard of Midol?!" I know I'd be thinking that, cuz, I'm judgmental cool like dat.
'Tis Migraine Season. First on me meds. Meds are *F*A*N*T*A*S*T*I*C*! They're stopping the pain. However, they're not stopping the Myraid of Mess from the Migraine Mayhem of '11. I'm on clean up from that and *OH*MY*WORD* it's enough to give me a migraine!
EVERYTHING is inside out. EVERYTHING.
SOooo, I'm doing my stoooopid and turning to my comfort foods.
I know. I know. I know. I FREAKING KNOW PEOPLE! There is no such thing as comfort foods.
(I'm renaming them: Dirty Food)
Milk Chocolate Chipits started this Circle of Cr@p! I was feeling insignificant so, I was going for a little ego boost and dipped into my hidden stash. Know what? They LIED to me the SKANKS! They are NOT MY FRIEND!
They reminded me of Enrique. His songs sound sweet and lovely, but, when you listen to
the lyrics you want to bleach your ears afterwards he's sooooo dirty.
SO, I'm using this image to dissuade me from seeking comfort from that skanky bag of cr@pola!
I've been on an Oreo-bender the last few days. Oreo is like your childhood in the palm of your hand, no? All things pure, fun, innocent and just the magic elixir I needed to consume to make me the attentive wife I needed to learn to become of which I have been failing with a capital "F"!
Deceptive little things those nasty instruments of guilt!
They reminded me of Pit Bull the rapper. Know that song International Love...sounds innocent'ish'...ever listen to the lyrics? They're nasty too! Just like that OREO!
NASTY! NASTY! NASTY!
These images need horns and spiked tails but my paint program was not cooperating tonight.
C'est la vie.
Tomorrow I expect the arrival of my new toy:
and when I get it and pick my Art Program, I plan on DEFACING EVERYTHING that ticks me off instead of injesting it.