case of the mondays

it's days like this that are long and lonely that lead to me buying two pints of ice cream at central market and me eating a whole mini pizza by myself.

at least i haven't eaten any ice cream (yet). i bought it because yesterday, i was having a serious ice cream craving at about 10 o'clock at night, but i hadn't left the house all day, and i did not want my one and only trip out of the house to be for getting ice cream. that seemed like a little too much "fat girl" behavior. plus, all i could think about was, "what if i get in a wreck and die when i'm out, and then the whole reason i might possibly die is because i had to have ice cream?"

i don't know why i think about things like that.