brain = porridge
I thought of an absolutely fantastic new title for my journal the other night. Unfortunately it popped into my head a few seconds before I fell asleep and now, for the life of me, I can't remember what it was. I bet, since I was so close to sleep, it really wasn't that funny…it just seemed that way at the time. Crap anyway.
I stubbed the absolute fuck out of the two little toes on my right foot earlier. Somehow I managed to not see the huge white box that is my refrigerator when I was walking into the kitchen.
I saw kids in Catholic school uniforms today. That was a little weird.
