Waiting, waiting, waiting. and I can't even smoke. It looks like out of necessity, I'm going to be quitting much sooner than I thought. FEH. I love waiting. I can do useful and productive things, like torturing The Man with horrifying decorating choices. He says we'll need a big house. Not big enough to get away from me!
See my inspiration:
http://www.darkart.net/house/house.htm
And now my deskmate has demonstrated the absolute wonder of dark finnish goth metal... The Man will be horrified anew.
There is nothing more satisfying than anthem metal versions of the main theme to Phantom, with weird harmony and operatic stylings. I'm going to Finland!!
And I'm waiting some more.
And in the diet news:
I slipped this morning, an had watery hot chocolate. I haven't kept to my schedule either. My tuna salad has no taste... stupid Fridays during lent. I figure I have some slipping room, considering I've been nothing but good for 9 whole days...
and I'm waiting...
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