2009-10-11 - 5:25 p.m.
Ever watch "The Joy of Painting"? I could go for some Bob Ross right now

I need chocolate. My Cadbury fix at the import store last night just didn't quite cut it.

We went there after eating ribs and my brother-in-law and I apparently got Tourettes. A couple moments are that no doubt funny to only the three of us:

We're driving by a fitness center:
Giant (in an odd Minnesota accent) - Hey people working out, we just ate so many ribs
Me and Spice: . . .

Then we burst into hysterical laughter that lasted probably five minutes. We were crying we were laughing so hard. I think Giant got a little embarrassed because we laughed so hard at him.

Then we were quiet for a while. Then,
Spice: So, do we want to go to the mall?
Me: CHOCOLATE.
Giant: I think Ninja wants to go.

I needed some Cadbury really bad. I am so hormonal. Not like "see a Mastercard commercial featuring an adorable dog named Badger and cry for 15 minutes" hormonal, but close.

In other news, I went with RD to visit our new puppy today. Man, it is going to be nutso around here for the next few days. She is a stinky, chubby little ball of energy. But RD is going on a boat trip for most of October and having her mom take care of the puppy while she's gone. All I have to do is take care of the big dog, who is fairly low maintenance.

And this is probably the most pointless journal entry ever. I got on here because I really wanted to rant and bitch about something, but all my angsty energy just crapped out on me. I want a nap even though my bed time is only three hours away. And so another weekend winds down and the Sunday evening pre-work week anxiety ramps up. Joy.