I've had this bizarre but mild fascination with fudgie the whale for the longest time. For the wedding, I was going to buy ben a whale cake that said he was "one whale of a husband!"

Then at the worst shower ever (I left crying), my mom bought a fudgie the whale cake for me. I don't even know what she wrote on it. I was already crying and then I saw the cake that I wanted to get especially for ben and I stormed off in tears. (Yes, it was a dumb thing to throw me over the edge, but really you had to have been at that party. It was horrible.)

I've decided I need to plan Operation: Take Back Fudgie. Cause I still have a mild bizarre fascination. But every time I think of that cake, I get a tight sad feeling in my chest as I remember that horrible party. I need to plan something that involves this cake that will be so happy, it will erase the bad feelings that I previously have connected with the cake.

I did that with my birthday, so I know it can work. (I no longer cry on my birthday!) It will just require persistence. Maybe I can have the cake for a birthday party and totally mess up my insane brain.
Last night ben and I watched more dr who. Neil Gaiman is on the 4th doctor, and we are only on th 3rd. This is unacceptable. I have been considering telling neil gaiman to work on his deadlines, rather than watching tv, so that ben and I have more time to catch up.

After dr who, I took that much needed shower. I felt so human afterwards. I knew it was bad when I came out smelling completely different from what I did coming in. It feels very very good to be clean.

I invented a new board game in my dreams last night, but realized this morning it couldn't work because of the physical properties of matter. Stupid solid objects not obeying dream logic.

I also had another president dream. For some reason I've been dreaming this ongoing story of being the president. Some nights I give impassioned speeches on the needs of america, other nights I just do ordinary stuff. Last night I was organizing a party for the vice president's daughter, who was very upset that she could never have parties anymore without her friends getting violated by security. So I organized a party that didn't involve violating little girls and she was happy. She played beach ball volleyball in the white house though, which wasn't so cool.

Eeek! I should get ready for work!

[EDIT] It's supposed to snow tomorrow. This better not wreck my plans for the zoo. *anger*

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