I am sitting here...drinking ice cream...

yes, i said drinking: you see I am thirsty and drinking water, while loaded with common sense, seems sooo boring. So, while standing in front of my open fridge/freezer...i spy strawberry ice cream...*YUM*...but eating ice cream makes me thirsty...which leads me back to water...*Yawn*...

(in the midst of this i realize that the little * sign is on the number 8 key...and I think hmm...I have to remember to tell E cuz the 8 is significant...yes...i am tres ADD)

anyway...I don't want water...I don't want to be thirsty either...sooo...Eureka...put the ice cream in the microwave for 30 seconds (my microwave is very old and heats slowly) and I'll get the best of both worlds...no more thirst AND the pleasure of that strawberry cream...mmm mmm mmm...

and it hits me: as JJ has said (ps: you gotta check out 'faster than kudzu'...hilarious; thanks Lili): "My mental illness number is way high". I would be fascinated,actually, by the ramblings of my mind if it weren't MY mind...on someone else it would seem quaint...eccentric...interesting...maybe even enthralling...But boyOboy, living inside of it is exhausting!!!

Example: I'm pretty sure that when I sat down to type this...I had a point...but for the life of me...I cannot remember what it is...My time would probably be better served by writing that grocery list...but that would bring me one step closer to actually grocery shopping...and I Despise grocery shopping...I mean HATE/ABHOR/DESPISE grocery shopping...*shudder*...so that idea is out...

Hmm...maybe I should pour myself another shot of strawberry goodness and rethink my plan...(I'm pretty sure I had one...didn't I?...oh well...I'll think of it this way...with the current state of my brain, the transition into senility should be a rather painless one)