boogers.

 I broke my drink-nothing-but-prune-juice-and-water thing this morning and it wasn't worth it.  I woke up at 2:40 in the morning and did not get my brief nap before my nine o'clock therapy appointment, so I drank a canned coffee instead of my prune juice (I take my morning pills with light prune juice).  Regrettably, the coffee wasn't sweet or chocolatey enough for my tastes.  But I AM still awake, and did not die in my car, so there is a plus side to every story.

As you can tell, not much exciting is going on in my life, I am just existing and every once in a while the urge to make something passes through my mind and I ignore it.

Every time I watch something on my computer I remember how my cat Cupcake used to climb me and sit on my boobs while I was on the computer.  Not having a cat around is seriously fucking up my mind.