Saturday, May 19, 2018
ruined wine syrup
Guess who just became a lot less dumb last night?
Today I was going to make wine syrup, but of course there was a bug who drowned itself in it. They just can't wait to commit suicide. I turned off the stove and let it cool, and fifteen minutes later I went to check on it and here it is. I dumped the whole thing down the drain. Why does it hurt more than usual when you dump wine?
I'm losing a lot of faith in Spanish product, especially wine. After the disappointment of cava and red wine, I don't know if I want to try anymore. Their olive oil is solid, though. I could use Carbonell all day every day.
I was thinking about some lewd things that involved Elizabeth Arden's Crystal Clear lip gloss today, but I ended up getting the body cream, the green tea and fraiche perfumes. It'll be a nice revisit to old memories- I believe the green tea perfume was the first perfume I ever owned as a kid.
The sun truly depresses me more than anything. I no longer believe in the lying weather. If it says it's going to rain tomorrow it'll change by the time you wake up. Anyway that's not important.
It's good to know that I'm right - that's what I always wanted.
What if... the game is already over... ? Are we doing count ? This is the End Game in progress. I was born to observe the End Game. Could you remember anything else, Diary? Was there another me in history who got to enjoy all those things?
Did I choose to observe the End Game at some point?
This is poetic... and justice. Final tally.
Ever just watch someone... go ?
They're right... the earth is already a tomb. Everyone lies in it.
at May 19, 2018