Skullduggery

S-boy proved today that he knows me WAY better than he should. He came by to look at some stuff I'm working on for him and he brought me a gift. A life-size, dark chocolate skull. He says he saw it this weekend and thought of me instantly and just had to get it for me. Awww. I'm touched. There aren't a lot of us girls out there that would think getting a skull was cool, but I'm definitely one of the few. With some help from the other people at work, I ate the whole fucking thing. It was yummy, but I've had WAY too much chocolate today. I also had like 4 cups of coffee so had WAY too much caffeine on top of that. I'm still wired and bouncing off the fucking walls. That's not a good thing. I haven't slept well the past couple of nights as it is so I prolly should have known to lay off the caffeine and sugar, especially later in the day, but decided what the hell? I'll sleep when I'm dead. Besides, it's Halloween and it's not every day that a really hot guy brings you a skull to gnaw on. Ok, so I'm a little fucked in the head. I admit it... and honestly, I'm kind of a little proud of it. It makes life more interesting. Happy Halloween everybody!

"The lightning flashes through my skull; mine eyeballs ache and ache; my whole beaten brain seems as beheaded, and rolling on some stunning ground." -- Herman Melville -- "Moby Dick"