Sublime Blubber
Sew my lips shut! I’m beginning to find out why it’s called holiday weight now, when I’ve spent the last couple of days scoffing down random tidbits that I see lying around and that get sent in cheery hampers to the office, completely distracting from the pure, pure evil beneath.
But I realise that no matter how nice-slash-expensive-slash-exotic the goodies (which in this morning’s case, were chocolates) are, when you inhale them by the bulk, it all starts tasting the same after awhile.
And it’ll all start looking like the same gelatinous mass I imagine forming around my waist, eventually. Hmm. People say the rain makes you hungry. I say it’s the cheery wrapping, with the bright colours saying devour me, consume me, inhaaaale my goodness.
yeah no kidding
especially since it’s so freaking cold here (mid 40 F) in LA! CRAZY
i’m turning into a fat lard ball
quoting Christina Aguelera (??)….”don’t look at me….”
it starts tasting the same cos u havent had REALLY good ones that actually stand out. its xmas, what isnt mass produced?
by the way, that icon looks like an odd shaped toilet bowl cleaner in a wrapper
Jody> That’s Royce, but I realise how domesticated you are these days.
Jane> Cannot…Must…Sew lips shut.
y’know. i actually thought that was soap. or a hardened, shaped blob of lard.
Angel> Nice. It actually is the latter. I mean, if you think about it.