dishes

[rootofnewt]

I finished the second third of dishes awhile ago. I just have silverware left to do, along with one stockpot that I'll do when boy is available to dry it immediately (it's too big for the dishrack).

Boy will be responsible for the containers of ancient leftovers I removed from the fridge, along with cleaning off the stove and washing the dish that held his fish for dinner last night.

See, I do the *bulk*, he does the disgusting. (okay guys, that was *not* a groupie joke)

I put my eyedrops in a couple hours ago... I should probably put my contacts in before I forget.

I want pizza again. I've treated myself too often this week. Granted, Christian's Pizza is far healthier than *most* pizza, but I need other foods, too.

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[saintaspartame.livejournal.com]

I was forced by the voices in my head to buy ice cream last night. I went to the grocery story instead of Wendy's since it should have been cheaper and is usually much healthier (I've stopped drinking the liter bottles of peanut oil, 'lite' my behind), but I had to stop the voices before they moved on from screaming "ICE CREAM! ICE CREAM ICE CREAM!" and "quicklime!" to all of them screaming about quicklime. They do this every once in a while and I can usually ignore it, but when there are FOUR different brands of ice cream on sale, that just isn't fair! Edy's, Green's, Richfood (the uber cheap crap that I can deny myself easily), and I think Turkey Hill were all on sale for cheap. I chose Edy's since Breyer's wasn't on sale and Edy's is good. So, now I have a half-gallon of vanilla ice cream with fudge and crushed oreo-like cookies in it whistling at me from the freezer. If I stab it with a fork, it just laughs. I tried it to see if the whistling would stop. I hate it when the ice cream laughs.

So, the voices in my head and the voice of the ice cream from the freezer want you to indulge! Not in pizza, though that may give the voices idead, but in sweet sweet creamy high butterfat goodness of Breyer's ice cream. MMMMMMMMMMMM, creamy, you know you want some!

C, off to try to get paid by the ice cream manufacturer's or just finish the two chainmail bracelets (actually three) and dream about black wire.