Random Thoughts For This Tuesday Night

I sit here staring at this blank box wondering what I want to write about. I had this sudden impulse to just write and write yet I can't seem to think of the right words to say. So I shall go off on a whim and write about the random thoughts that race through my brain....

Such as: I wonder what Joel's fish think about as they swim around their small stanky tank. Do they wonder why I sit on the couch all day now? Or do they just look at me and wish I would feed them. In all actuallity, they probably can't see me and fish really don't think about much in the first place.

I feel hurt by fake people. People who were only my friends when I could drink. Now that they have heard word that I can't share a beer or throw a bash, they are no where to be seen. It hurts more than words can say. I was disillusioned as to who my friends were here.

I have to give tons of hugs to Shorty, who has visited me many times since I've gotten out of the hospital. What a great guy. It means more than I can say, especially since he's the only one who has even stopped by. Shorty--you're awesome!!

I want a large gooey pizza. You know, the kind dripping with cheese, sausage, mushrooms, and green peppers. Cheese stuffed garlic crust with yummy sauce. Oopps, I slobbered a bit. Gotta clean that up!

I have to cut my hair. All of the medications, radiation, IV's, and the lack of food for 2 weeks has completely ruined it. I've been growing it out for 2 years now. It's a big mess now. The nurses said it would probably happen, but I was hoping that it wouldn't. Any suggestions on what would look nice?

I've been wearing Dusty's clothes since I've gotten out of the hospital. I've forgotten how NICE it is to wear a t-shirt and sweatpants with a hoodie. It's so comfortable. I put on a pair of jeans this weekend and they are so stiff and scratchy. It makes me wonder what possessed me to wear scratchy jeans and tight shirts for the past couple years. Give me some baggy cotton duds and I'm set and ready.

Dusty is sleeping on the couch. I want to go over there and hug him and kiss him. He's been so great throughout this whole ordeal. How does it get any better than this? I tire him out nowadays. I promise Dusty, that as soon as I feel better, I will cook you a good dinner and take care of you!

I recieved a great cookbook from a family friend while I was home for the weekend. It's fully of great recipies for my diet. My mom baked some awesome chocolate chip cookies. I could eat 3 of them!! It was pure orgasmic bliss as I bit into the gooey chocolately goodness. The cookbook as 300 pages of foods that I can eat, each of which look delicious. Next I am trying the fudgy brownies and the sesame chicken. It's strange how the changing of a few ingredients can make a food good for a person and it can still taste the same.

I sent in my absentee ballot today. I hope everyone who reads this is voting this election. We as young people NEED to be heard. We need to vote. I hate the excuse "oh, the candidates don't care about young people". Excuse me, but why would they when such a small percentage even bothers to vote? I sure hope that after this election our generation will prove that percentage wrong. Get out there and vote! If you don't, you're a soggy rotten wad of chewing gum stuck under a bus seat rubbed full of bus floor goo after a rainstorm.

MWUAHAHAHAHAH!