greenstorm | Always an Answer

Well, I give up. I'm sick. That's fine, it happens. I now have time on my hands to stagger around the internet realising that there really isn't much out there, to read the first four pages of every book in the house and decide they all suck, and to tell myself repeatedly that I should get into bed where it's warm or make myself a nice cup of honey-lemon.

I'd really like to get into a big friendly shouting match with someone, but my throat hurts. I'm not so sure that ovulating and being sick at the same time is a good idea. It makes me violent.

I need to assemble my veggie lasagna but the idea of standing in the kitchen doing something repetitive bores me. Muffins are more my speed right now. Why aren't I making muffins? Maybe almond-orange muffins, since that's what I have around. Maybe I could send a roomie out for chocolate chips too. Homemade chocolate chip muffins are the traditional comfort food of my childhood.

Mmmmf. This trivia is boring even me. See yas.