Monday.

Stayed up too late last night, making cookies and watching porn

no, that can't be right

not watching porn

talking to Nick, some nights it's the same thing.

Not last night, but some nights.

Last night it was more about our mutual tiredness and pain.

I'm on crutches today, enjoy those cookies-damn you people.

WHile I was making cookies I felt the need to sing certain songs for certain baking moves. For example, there were basic sound effects for rolling dough. Putting the cookies in the oven required my singing Lady Marmalade. I don't remember the others. It wasn't a conscious decision, these things just happened.

Further evidence that I may just possibly be not the most sane person ever.

Like we needed FURTHER evidence.

Also, can I just as an aside, add that I hate stupid Entertainment Weekly for discovering the same things I do right at the same time? Gives away all my surprizes that damn magazine.

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