May 16th, 2002


Droopy Flowers

On Monday I bought myself some pretty flowers, in an effort to cheer myself up. I also bought some ice cream, cookies, and cereal. You know how they say you shouldn't grocery shop when you're hungry? It turns out you shouldn't do so when you're sad, either, because you come home with tons of comfort food. Fortunately I didn't forget my main purposes, which were cat food and toilet paper.

My flowers are already starting to droop. Plus, the cats have been nibbling at them, leaving dried flower bits scattered all over the coffee table. I can't even see them, since they're at home and I'm at work, but they're depressing me. I don't really know why I like flowers. Well, I guess I do - they're pretty, smell nice, and make me feel good. Something about the freshness, the bright happy colors, tends to cheer me. But they do turn into such a mess as time passes, especially with cats like mine.

It's rainy and icky out. I'm cold, as per usual. My stomach kinda hurts. I'm having a blah day.