Thursday, August 23, 2007

I Want to Go Away Forever and Ever

I should be used to the low way I feel every month, but I'm not.

Of course, there's a lot of things I should do, but don't.

For instance, I'm eating like shit. Normally, I wouldn't beat up on anyone for eating like shit every so often, especially that "once a month" time, but I have medical reasons to stop it and I don't.

I buy the produce. Sometimes I even wash it. But the thought of eating it sickens me for some reason. Right now, there isn't enough ranch dressing in the world to make raw vegetable palatable to me, and I don't know why. I generally like vegetables.

For the moment, though, my major food group is Frito-Lay. I felt guilty when I got my "Good Eating" magazine in the mail today. Do they make a "Bad Eating" magazine? That would fit my current lifestyle a lot better. However, I eat a good high fiber cereal for breakfast. Because, like always, I start out okay.

But I am pretty depressed right now. I can't motivate myself. I can't bring myself to fold any laundry. Or cook, or plan meals, or clean the toilet, or unload the dishwasher, or clean the floor. I did vaccuum the rug downstairs, because the dog destroyed a maraca down there.

I just want to sit here and play word whomp, and I think that's because it's the only thing I'm capable of doing well right now.

I'm a big fat ugly lump. I lack any interest in anything. I suck at everything except Soduku and Word Whomp. I wish the world would swallow me up.