mY LifE iN iRoNY

"How can you expect the birds to sing when their groves are cut down?" ~Thoreau

Saturday, May 22, 2004

Noooooooo! The pain. Suffering. Am distraught. Traveled all the way to the first floor to check for mail (sigh. First blow: no packages...know it's on it's way, due to obsessive tracking capabilities...am saddened to know that my package will sit in the East Lansing post office all day tomorrow, when I am so close. Wah)
I then continued downward spiral by traveling further down to the Mason basement and to the vending machine...normally vending machine=yummy goodness, but not tonight. All I wanted was Starbursts and all its fruity goodness...mmmm...I love the red ones. The machine even had some in...all seemed right and perfect...but noooooo, pressed wrong button...am stuck with "Chewy Trail Mix Bar." Suckiness Batman. I don't want to be healthy. I didn't have money to attempt to rebuy my beloved Starbursts...now am stuck back in my dorm, unwilling to go back down four flights of stairs, and very much unwilling to eat stupid Trail Mix Bar. Wah.

I should be studying or reading. But I think I'll sit and mope while watching a DVD, lamenting the lack of unhealthy, sweet, fruity goodness in my life.

(I have decided fruity is to always be spelled with a y..."fruitie" messes with my head for some reason...my eyes cross and everything.

In other news, I went and sat by the river today. Due to all the rain, the water level was the highest I've ever seen it. Still no flooding. It was a pleasant if not soggy experience. I was attacked by a caterpillar 4 times.

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