nyquil.
the answering machine.
kitty pushing my hand away.
ants.
copy machines.
cold hot tubs.
insomnia.

the best part of my day was eating an entire can of yams. with about half a bag of marshmallows on top.

i also liked listening to "don't fear the reaper" on repeat while i did the dishes.

i hope i'm not getting depressed again. it's october now, and that's my favorite month of all. i plan on eating a lot of squash and pumpkin seeds and pumpkin bagels with cream cheese. and i've been fantizing about grandiose halloween costumes i can't afford or know how to make. but it is my favorite time of year, so this is not a conveinent month to get all de-pressed.

i've got a wicked craving for nutella right now. i would have bought some last month, but there was a stupid picture of kobe bryant on the jar. damn kobe bryant. if i had some nutella, i would just eat a big spoonful of it. screw spreading it on anything. i want some nutella.

mmmmm. nutella. that stuff is made out of hazelnuts right? then why is it all chocolatey?

i knew a girl in fourth grade who claimed to hate chocolate. i thought she said it because she was such an attention whore. i never did believe her. until i was watching joe schmo the other night and he started gagging when he had to lick chocolate off a stripper because he hated chocolate so much. i guess there are people out there that really do hate it.

i've been talking a lot about flavors this week. i think one of the best flavors god created is only found in one place, and that would be those little lime tootsie rolls. other good flavors are: cherry and vanilla. good in coke AND in tootsie rolls. i like the flavor of cheerios too, although you can't really describe it. it's why i like beer so much. it tastes like liquid cereal.

you know, i never tasted a beer that i didn't like. they tasted like a whole bunch of different cereals. once i tasted a beer that reminded me of kix. remember those? my brother and i poured some kix on to our hungry hungry hippos game once and went for it. got little crumbs in the hippo jaws, but it was fun. we were rascals. he drinks a lot of beer. i think its because he's a nostalgic kind of person.

did you know my brothers name is jay? and my dad's? did you know he and i were born two days and two years apart? and we're geminis. and since we hit our growth spurts every other year or so, we were constantly in competition to see who was taller. for the most part i was. until he turned thirteen and he was taller than god.

it was good seeing jay last month get married. i was walking down the aisle for the ceremony and i winked at him and he at me, and that was all the words i needed to say the whole day wrapped up in one little twinkle.

twinkle, that reminds me of twinkies. thank you to whoever gave me a twinkie the other weekend. i don't reccommend leaving it in your car and eating it the next day. the cream was all hot and nasty and looked like...well you know...cream, but i ate it anyway cause i was hungry, like i always am, and it made my tummy hurt a bit.

god damn it, it's 430 am. i sit down and do a free write and all i get out of it is the discovery that i'm hungry as hell. hungry hungry hippos, wish i had some kix or something. hot twinkie will do. but anyway, i've gone to the edge and back of the stream of conciousness and you're all probably bored as hell now, or hungry, either way, i'm off to bed.

good night my little pumpkinheads,
e.