It'd been so long since my house had been really cleaned that it actually cried tears of joy as I was dusting today. I'd totally forgotten how nice it was to sit on the couch and look at stuff on this useless box while the house was in order. Have you ever had something (e.g., a dusty ass house) that was just so far behind that you didn't even know where or how to start? That's kinda what the homestead had been like. No mold growing on anything. Just everything out of place and breeding dust bunnies.
Sweety was kind enough to bring dinner home so all I've gotta do is heat it up. Yay! Some kind of Greek chicken and rice. Tasty stuff. And hummus. I love hummus. I love chickpeas too. So small and cute.
Wow, I just read what I just wrote and had an out of body experience. Like "holy shit, what a weirdo!" Who extols the perfect dainty goodness of the fucking chickpea?
I feel really good today. For about the past month or so I've been pretty down in the dumps but today seems good! Who cares if I'm giving chickpeas a verbal blowjob? It's better than crying.