"If we took a holiday, took some time to celebrate, just one day out of life, it would be so nice"
Currently I'm sitting in Mel's apartment with half a coconut cupcake from Cake Love sitting next to me. I already ate half of a raspberry vanilla cupcake, and am feeling slightly ashamed of myself. Why not go the full distance and utterly hate myself by finishing off the other half of the chocolate coconut? Oh yeah, I will.
Mel keeps trying to make conversation with me while she unfolds her pull-out couch bed for me, and I've told her four times that I'm in the process of blogging.
"How long does it take you to blog?"
"I don't know."
"What do you want to do tonight?"
"I want to try and blog right now."
"Dude, so I was having this sandwich at school the other day."
"Dude, really, trying to blog here."
"Okay, sorry."
......
"What are you typing?"
"OH MY GOD."
"You should have known this was going to happen. I don't have anyone to generally talk to."
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The ride down was nice, although I was expecting it to be raining with Hurricane Earl around. It was sunny, and the temperature gauge in my car reached 101 degrees at one point. I left work early so I could fill up my car with gas, ran to the mall to pick up our Cake Love cupcakes, and some more make-up, and wound up leaving with three extra things that I don't need, but bought anyway to get the sales attendants away from me. I'm always a sucker with those desperate looking sales girls that look me in the eyes like they need to sell this product, otherwise their children will go another night without dinner and it'll be all my fault, because I can afford overpriced sugary goodness cupcakes at $3.25 each, but can't shell out $79.00 for a face-wash that came from the Dead Sea.
Aaaand I'm going to try and write something a little more detailed tomorrow. Mel is proving to be a major distraction. So I'm going to eat my death cupcake, have a conversation with my sister since she's obviously dying to talk to someone, and then crash out.
I'll be back tomorrow. See you then.