There are few things in this world that I love more than coconut. (Pretty: Am I one of them? Me: Perhaps.)
Ohmygod.
White chocolate, too. But only certain kinds.
If I could find out where to get the white chocolate that Ben and Jerry's uses...oh man. That would be intense.
...There is no way to tell the story I want to share without serious regrets...
However, it ends with finding white chocolate WITH COCONUT IN IT.
And that's all that matters, if you ask me. Really. In this moment I can think of nothing more significant than this particular discovery.
Yes, I'm kidding.
So I don't know what I did, but as of this moment it feels as though I've been spending my sleepy time either wrestling large creatures or lifting vehicles.
(...wrestling the creatures of the night...why is this so funny to me?)
Ouch.
Whatever it was, the muscle in my thigh/hip I utilize most while driving was actively engaged.
I determined this just moments ago when I decided I'd rather die in a fiery crash than brake anymore.
So now I can't move. Correction: I won't move. I refuse. Please fetch me some muscle relaxers.
If it's not one thing, it's another.
Dumb.
It seems that I am not the only person who has felt odd and spacey for the last week or so.
Like nothing has been truly real.
Just...weird.
Can't explain it.
Awkward.
I have so many cavities.
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