5/12/06 10:57 am
so i had a pb&j sandwich for breakfast this morning
which got me thinking... you know, life is alot like a pb&j
sometimes you get too much peanut butter, not the sweet kind of peanut butter with the honey in it though, i'm talking about the sticky nasty kind that makes you feel kinda queezy and gets all stuck to the sides of your mouth and won't go away.
sometimes you get so much jelly that you're like in ecstacy at how sweet and awesome this pb&j sandwich/life is.
but usually you just get a mixture of both that's somewhere in between.
my sandwich this morning had too much fucking peanut butter man. and i had to stop halfway through and only eat the piece of bread with jelly on it. but i think my life, even though i'm like totally manic sometimes/usually, has so much jelly in it that i really got nothin to bitch about.
and i also think i took too much fucking cold medicine/my mind is on food cause i haven't eaten much for the last week due to my throat being swollen shut.
anyway.. those are my two cents, i'm going back to bed.