3 Cookies later

I still have a tummy ache, or more so I've got a combined sugar rush and anxious stomach cramp. Can't say though I would have avoided the chocolate though, and really I was just doing my roommate duty and providing my LeeLee with sugar, chocolate and in addition I provided her with a variety of musical options for her driving cd. However, one has started an issue here - Griffin House's Rembrandt ad/song - now for those of you who haven't seen it and may be remotely sentimental at this moment or anything along those lines don't play it - you have been warned, also while we are at it don't listen to John Mayer's "Slow Dancing in a Burning Room." Why the odd music selection? Leaha asked about the name of the John Mayer song I posted a while back and now we are listening to the live version at Webster Hall - while Leaha swears she'll never survive another breakup, and I say who cares about the lyrics - while they are great, the song surprisingly makes me want to dance. Yes, I am a Mennonite girl, but deep down I think we (Menno girls) have some kind of rhythm or something along those lines. And the Rembrandt song? Well I found Griffin House's MySpace page a long time ago and had it bookmarked and offered it to Leaha. But being relatively sane the music must end or I will go completely emotionally sideways in ways I would rather not consider. I'm off to let some hot water clear my brain and hopefully aid in a good night's sleep.

Am I Crazy?

Likely due to too much Damien Rice, another late night and my new toothpaste - I don't want to be single. And I don't know aside from reverting to my old bitter self - how I'm going to willingly be single for the next year plus - I know time moves on and if your not looking it makes it easier - but still. And I know Leaha is going toothpaste? I bought this new toothpaste - it's green tea and mint and gosh darn it - it makes me want to rush out and kiss the first man I can tackle or more accurately and ladylike I should say seduce.... so Leaha it's all yours, I'm going to London Drugs tomorrow and getting my Rembrandt stuff again - though apparently that stuff is suppose to have the same effect if you've seen their ads. I can't deal with the stress of the toothpaste... jeez, the toothpaste is even getting in the way of me being happily single. You know you're crazy when... though to be honest Damien is not helping one bit - love him though... Night, morning or whathaveyou