Clear my Chi

I was having a horrible dream in which my boyfriend decided to take Jon Reiter to his senior prom instead of me.

"But Max, *sniff* why??"
"Because… he’s taller."

Needless to say, I awoke in a horrible mood and stumbled up the stairs hoping some Frosted Flakes might cheer me up. There’s nothing worse than being rejected in favor of Inspector Gadget by your boyfriend who doesn’t even like prom anyway. The soggy flakes of corn and milk did nothing to make me feel better, and my mournful gaze wandered about the kitchen.

Suddenly my eyes rested up the small, black machine in the corner. Of course! Coffee! Now was the perfect time to see if I could finally manage to make my own Starbuck’s Java Chip Frappichino. Heh heh heh, it was only a matter of time…

Unfortunately I made the mistake of adding in a full cup of bold expresso, that’s about three shots of high caffeiney goodness. I also thought it would be a good idea to add in ½ cup of chocolate chips, 2 tablespoons of chocolate syrup, and some whipped cream. My sister had once told me that the secret to the delicious taste of Starbucks was that they added sugar to their water, so I did that too.

Needless to say, it turned out great. Except that it tasted nothing like a frappichino. Oh well, with this amount of caffeine in my system, nothing seemed bad!

So after a long energy spurt antics, I finally realized that now would be a good time to rip off some of my wall paper and repaint the room! I had way too much junk cluttering up the place, and I wanted to get rid of everything I didn’t need.

Throughout the long and tedious process of slowly removing the tape from all my Lord of the Rings posters, and sorting through random crap, I had a lot of time to think. I thought a lot about stuff and the deep, meaningful psychological reasons behind them.

I have a lot of work cut out for me, but ‘ol Max offered to help paint. Maybe he can help me pick out the colors.