Oubliette - (noun, french) a little place of forgetting. A small, windowless room where someone is locked away, forgotten, left to go mad.
This is my personal place to rant and rave like the lunatic I am, my oubliette. It's dark, quiet, and I come here to forget about things. Or maybe to remember them. After all, where does insanity end, and insight begin?
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
frosted flakes
I want to know what it is about Frosted Flakes that makes them so wonderful. Not any of the generic store brands, but genuine Kellog's Frosted Flakes. I have gone through an entire Sam's Club pack of Frosted Flakes (2 large size boxes) over the course of about 2 days. I swear I ate some for dinner one night, then ate some more for a late night snack, and some more... you get the idea. I don't know what the hell is on them/in them but it's something I absolutely had to have and couldn't live without for about 3 days. Gotta love those food cravings. And no, it is not any indication of any possible status of potential motherhood.
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