my day without caffeine

this picture is pretty hilarious, but it also sums up my day kind of perfectly. that black sign with the lovely inspirational message (oh, old testament, how you slay me) was my morning. my morning without caffeine. we ran out of soda and i missed coffee since i was in detention/hell. after that (and my nap) things started looking up when the momster picked up more caffeinated everythings at costco today. it was warm and we didn't feel like waiting for takeout to arrive so we stopped by wendy's on the way home. unfortunately wendy's is right next to the drive-thru starbucks in ashburn. which is where the happy, uplifting 'haha all the bad parts of today were just a joke' part came in:

but decisions? however was i going to make them? after all, i'm a libra, i can't be expected to know my own mind. eventually i decided to go with the diet soda and slap The Drink in the freezer so it wouldn't get all melty and disgusting. and then i hopped on the treadmill for an hour and a half to make up for the sudden influx of calories, with the uplifting thought of a Frapp At The End Of The Tunnel/Mile to look forward to. (in other news: 6:58 mile! how? i have no idea. seriously, i never run for speed on a treadmill, but man oh man was it rewarding to see it all lit up. but then i had to slow down and pace myself for the rest of my hour and a half and that was hard, so i think i'll stick to slow and steady from now on).

i'm tucking into my frapp now, and feeling extremely well-rested and healthy and other fit magazine adjectives - for some reason one of those was in the car this morning. neither the momster nor i reads it. we figure the car fairies left it for us as a gentle hint to get our butts in shape.

we got to play/have lunch in alexandria today. i found a likely looking thrift store but didn't go in - the momster does not approve of secondhand clothes and refuses to go in with me. also, i just typed the last two paragraphs without looking at the computer screen and had fewer typos than i normally do, which just goes to prove this theory i have that most of my typos are a result of second guessing myself and going 'no that can't be right' and changing it, only to have the little red line pop up under the word in safari.

oh, and there's this:

plenty of people have already reviewed it (and they're professionals, so their opinions are both more annoying and eloquently phrased) so i won't bother. all i can say is this song makes me feel like summer. don't you just want sunshine and bare feet in the grass and car rides with the top down and your hair flying around your face? because i do. i was kind of bitter at the time, but now i'm glad my poisonwood bible project topic isn't the natural world because i'd probably just end up making a mix or a music video of animal collective songs and failing. somehow i don't think my teacher would be all that pleased with a justification of 'but they make me feel like doing nature dances and becoming a hippie or turning into a sprite or a tree or a wood nymph' in lieu of a real project. darn it.