February 26, 2009 § Leave a comment
Hello Vienna. I like you. I like you very much indeed. Just 2 minutes from where I’m currently staying, I found peanut butter. And I ate it. I ate it with toast. Not one piece, no. Not two. I had four slices of toast with peanut butter, and it’s fucking 5pm.
I also found Nick Hornby’s book here. The one I lost on the plane. I would like to read it and eat more peanut butter with toast, but now I’m sleepy. It is raining outside, and I shall drink peppermint tea, go to sleep, and dream of peanut butter.
Eyes, tired. Tummy, happy.