Another rainy day. One of hundreds (I can actually say that now) on this blog.
Depressed, as usual. Upset, as usual. Angry, as usual. Why is it that rainy days never go my way? Well, not never. Slightly never. But not never. And I say that because Brazil beat Chile in their match today. Other than that slight glimmer of sunshine in my day, it's been nothing except clouds the other 22 and a half hours. The boyfriend troubles on my mind, the slow day at work, and the pure exhaustion I feel are enough to make me want to bury my head under my pillow and weep. The only thing I can think to do right now is eat Grom. But I'm not sure that even the yummy melon sorbetto can get me out of this funk. Perhaps, a bowl of macaroni and cheese will do the trick. Isn't mac and cheese supposed to be the greatest comfort food of all time? What do you think? Do you think it'll make me feel better?