And on a brighter note, I really hate oekaki. Even when I'm good, I suck.

And there is nothing to eat in my house except icky, year-old type things. And I don't need food, but I want it.

And I'm bitchy, whiny, and snotty apparently. I don't care. My journal... you're just reading it. I must have some license to be pissy when I want to be, dammit. I am not the all-forgiving, meek and tender ladybug goddamnit! MOO! I'm a cow! I'm big and bossy! Bow down! MOO!

Fuck it. I'm going to watch the Reduced Shakespeare Company again because Adam Long is my new hero.