And when I feel emotional I want to watch a Harry Potter movie. Or 13 Going on 30.
And eat weird things that soothe my emotional feelings. Like chips. And chocolate chips. And cake. Oh I would give my left leg for a cake right now.
And I want to lay on my floor in my underwear. Because that would show someone. Them. That I can be ornery and do what I want. And eat what I want. And lay wherever I want in whatever I want. And all those yahoos driving past my house [ps yahoos, the speed limit is 25 NOT 45.] can just stick it in their ear.
All of that being said. I still feel ornery. I've been on a mission since I woke up this morning to stick it to the man. I almost wore jeans to work on a Monday [so not kosher]. I swore profusely throughout the day [pretty kosher...] I left work a half hour early [I'm unsure of how kosher this was]. Basically I'm a mess. Poor Justin. He has no idea what he's coming home to.
Why is there a fruit fly flying in my face? Dumb. I'll stick it to him too.
[If someone could tell me what exactly I'm sticking and to where, that would be appreciated. I would like to be informed if it is completely UNkosher. Thank you.]
I don't know if Alan Rickman actually said this. But if he did, that makes me emotional too. In like an I want to hug him until he squishes kind of way.
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