As I was driving to work today, blowing my nose and thinking how I'd had such a tough time focussing the day before, I wondered - if my brain is mucus, does that mean every time I blow my nose, I'm blowing my brains out?
I also rewrote the words to the Badger song (DON'T GO THERE, IT'LL GET STUCK IN YOUR HEAD AND YOU'LL HATE ME) to be boogers, mucus and snot instead of badgers, mushroom and snake.
I also managed to spill soup on my shirt twice, and then trying to wash it off while the shirt was still on, which meant pretty much a totally wet shirt for a couple hoursw at work. Brilliant. Lucky for me I had a sweater to put over. Unlucky for me it's the one that ties in the front and has a deep v-neck, so it didn't do much to cover anything.
Yeah, it's been a good day. Make that last several. Maybe someday soon I'll get better and grow back some brain cells and be able to write something meaningful, witty or poetic. Wouldn't that be nice. I'm also getting worried that my writing is getting all used up by copy-writing at work and I won't have anything good left for myself. I know that can't be true, but erg.
Oh, but the soup and applesauce diet, (with occasional bits of toast thrown in), has lost me 3 lbs already. That's cool. And there was a friggin box of donuts at work, and there was stuff left in there ALL DAY and I didn't have ANY, not one bite. And I WANTED one, even in my snarffley condition. but more of me didn't want any, so I WIN! Screw you donuts!
hem. yeah. But seriously. If I could keep this up for a while, which I think I'll have to if I'm doing the cleanse stuff, then I'll for sure fit back into my dress by Feb. hooroar!
It was great though, Michelle brought in a BIG tray full of veggies this afternoon, to combat the donuts. I didn't have any of that either, cuz I figured I'd stick to my mush. But it was nice to have the option. and pretty funny to see them side by side on the food table.
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