OK, mad drunk is gone ... a few thoughts though:

If you fart into a spider web, does it stick?

For that matter, could you call that chemical war fare on the spider?

For THAT matter, can spiders fart?  What if they do fart, and what happens if they're spinnin' a web when they fart?  Is that why there are sometimes those huge gaps in an almost perfect spider web?  Did they get gas part way through and then keep on going?

Trying to remember the other thing I was gonna ask.  Dammit, I hate that, and it's not just because I've been drinking (note:  I just back spaced and retyped 'been drinking' four times because I kept typing 'beend rinking' ... and I also keep forgetting the 'p' in typing).  I forget shit that I want to blog all the time.

Definitely off of my cigarette diet, and in reality, when you're quitting or cutting back, that's what it is.  A cigarette diet, a nicotine diet, if you will.  WAY off of that.  Not off my other diet though ... I had 14 points worth of alcohol tonight ... 6 Coors Light and 1 mixed drink (Fuzzy Navel, that my husband wouldn't drink because he was pissy).  I am over for the day, but that's OK, I had planned to use some of my extra weekly points for this occasion.  No problem.

Let's see, I poop too much and then I get tired (Beavis quote) ... no wait, in reality, my horse poops too much and then I get tired ... because I have to clean it all up.

You know, I know I did not drink enough tonight because I didn't get drunk enough to go out and see my damn horse.  That's when I know I've had enough, or at least that I'm in a good drunk mode ... I want to go visit my horse.  Ah well, didn't need an emotional Hege tonight anyway.

Have you ever been called a fart licker?

Fart Licker!

Well, now you have been called a fart licker, add that to your repetoire!  Muahahaha!

I don't know where this shit is coming from, but its making me hungry ... no, not talking about fart lickers, that's not making me hungry.  Actually I was hungry before this.  Glad our friends decided to go home, we were debating on going to Denny's for a midnight meal ... that would have blown my points out of the water.  Basically if I had done that I may as well not eat for the rest of the week.  Bad poo poo there.

Heh speaking of 'poo poo' brings me back to farts ... my husband was trying to fall asleep, he was almost there, at that blissful brink ... and I farted ... and woke him back up.  I almost had tears I was laughing so hard.

Anybody else have this situation happen where you suddenly realize almost all of your conversations lead back to shitting, farting, pooping, or crapping somehow?  We have that, a lot.  Somehow it always ends up there.  Never fails.

All right, so those cookies are calling again.  I got some 100 calorie packs of Lorna Doone cookies (that's a weird fuckin' name for cookies by the way).  They are awesome, they are my new food love ... I think I'm gonna go eat some.

G'night!