what is this

thing we call food?

hmm.
since tuesday, my diet has mainly consisted of Nestea, Coke, Bud Light, Crown and Coke, more Bud Light, a small orange, mentholyptus, and menthols.

no appetite. it would seem that now, out of sheer force and lak of appetie, i force myself to eat a meal. god, i must be sick. and yet, i am not sick as in meds sick. funny though, cuz my beta fish are the same way. he can g without eating at times, and i'd drop some food in now and then, and sometimes, rarely though, won't eat. eh, so i say fuck it, leave fish alone, and then when he's ready, he gives me the "hey, mofo, feed me, swm swim swim swim feed me!" look.

i figure i prolly coulda gone til tomorrow or more w/o eating, but as it is, eh. if i keep this up, i'll either be near dead or damn well close to my weight in high school. ha ha. damn, beat that, Dick Simmons!

today for lunch, i had a cherry coke and i also fed the ducks at work. now THEY had an appetite. i swear, at first, they were shy and swam, and would only eat the crackers that i threw into the pond. but then they got smart and came ashore. ha ha, YAR! avast ye, ducks.

So, yeah, they came ashore and i gave them more crackers. they'd eat. one would actually get greedy and boss the other ducks away. yeah, i stared at that duck, said Fuck off, greedy...but i said it jokingly and with a smile, and gave the other ducks just a little bit more. makes me woer if anyone heard me talking to the ducks. so, they ate and quacked, quacked and ate... went and got a drink from the pond, swam a little bit, got wet by the fountain, quacked, and swam close, came ashore, and ate again. ha ha. man, that is the fucking life. quack quack!

work was ok today. had some stuff lined up to do, but things just kept popping up, so it was the priority game. unfortunately, my things got pushed back. but, it's cool. oh, and before i forget, Cindy owes me ice cream. but then again, I owe Hailey and Erin ice cream. hmm. i've got a one ice cream deficit here... an unbalanced ice cream budget...

so yeah, i wanted to leave work according to the hours i'd posted, but had to stay a lil later cuz right when i got to the parking lot, got a call, and went back in. hmm. guess this means 30 mins less for tomorrow, and though i will not say this has been a fucking week, i just want to go out.
and i don't wanna mallrat it solo like i used to do. i need people. i'm teetering on a mindset here, and i'm trying to get it etched in my head...and i just went to the fridge, got out a pepsi, but also noticed i had Bud Select in there... ahh.... perhaps for a movie tonight. indeed. the weekend starts now.

i've got donut duty tomorrow. I remember when Annie was in our group. The Donut Nazi, really. she HAD to have at least one chocolate glazed with sprinkles. if she had to work on console, if she did not have a chocolate glazed with sprinkles, there would be hell to pay. we don't really have donut nazis in our group anymore. i just have to remember to get Hailey a sausage and cheese kolache tomorrow.

Smiley, the only reason i am putting that here is cuz i know you read the blog and will remind me. ha ha ha.

hmm. fish is giving me the "hey bitch, get your tipsy asian ass over here and feed me."
ok. be right back...

ok. fish is content. i can go back to typing. i'm gonna bring crackers to work tomorrow to feed the ducks again. i like feeding the ducks. they're fun to watch. jesus, this paragraph looks like a fucking elementary writing assignment. "i like ducks. i like to feed ducks." ha ha, but it's true. they're cool and funny.

i am still force feeding myself. hrm. 11pm. if i watch a movie, it'll be done by about 1am. sounds like a plan. and cindy is back from watching Lost.

ok, well, this post is long enough. maybe i can convnce her to send me pics of the ducks we fed yesterday. something new to post.