I had an Oreo Shake at Johnny Rockets to make myself feel better, but it was horrible!

So they kindly made me a chocolate shake at no extra charge, but it was awful, too. It was like the milk was bad. My stomach was all messed up after I drank it. The waitress gave me a huge hug because she felt my disappointment and because I asked for it. It was so nice! She didn't let go for the longest time. I think I could have her if I tried and if I wasn't twice her age.

I got a message on my phone that 80 year old Art Bell and his 18 year old wife are having a baby. I think that age difference is so scary! What if the baby is born with a bad back?

I watched, "Science of Sleep" with my belly aching and churning. I had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the film, yet didn't feel I missed anything.

Michel Gondry is one of my favorite directors and I highly recommend his music video DVD collection for anyone who needs cheering up, but I feel if you watch it, you've seen everything he puts into this film. Still, I think it's a sweet movie.

Headed over to Coral for a scoop of ice cream to make up for the bad shakes, but my stomach was still bothering me.

Maybe I'm ice creamed out!

I use to love it so much!

As a kid, I used to get the chocolate dip cones with the hard chocolate coating that I was able to suck all the ice cream out of without breaking the shell. I know, it's a talent.

When I grew older, I always associated desserts and food with sex. I've used fruit pops during love making, I've also used Krispy-Kreme Doughnuts, Chocolate Syrup, Pecan Roll, pizza, Milk-Duds, and ice cream.

The sex would be great, but it was usually followed by diarrhea.

Now it's just the food without the sex, but I still hate myself in the morning.