around midnight

coming up on the so-called witching hour just ten days before the so-called all hallow's eve and no longer feeling peckish but still wishing i had some seriously cream (or creme) filled donuts with profoundly abundant chocolate icing (or frosting) cuz that's the topped for most any comfort food and the emotional draining this evening has been calls for that level of comfort food topping but being that i am not quite completely suicidal and it is around midnight and i do want to be responsible and be at work in the morning and i do want to live that long, at least, i will not push the sugars or fats or carbs or ridiculously decadent dietary choices any more than i already have tonight even if i am not feeling like falling asleep and still rambling on not even the announcer with such a thick accept that he is incoherent at best and at times, incomprehensible which is ridiculous for a national broadcast of the league championship and i hope the world series is on a station that has professional baseball talking heads and not a team that might have been put together mostly for the sake of pandering to a confused audience...

yeah, i said it, cuz it's real...

narf :)