Saturday, April 19, 2008

Talking Gummy Bears are in my Freezer...

I am so full from Gondolier spaghetti and bruschetta and calamari... but there are chocolate covered gummy bears in the freezer. Each little bear is calling my name (well, it's muffled, because the chocolate is covering up their little mouths... I'm starting to creep myself out). I want them, but know that I shouldn't eat them because my stomach is going to explode.
I'll wait another 30 minutes and see how I feel then.
By the way, gummy bears are amazing, especially frozen. But covered in chocolate, I think they are elevated to AMAZING. We got them at the candy shop(pe?) down on Pearl Street. That store is so much fun. I feel like... a kid in a candy shop... wow, sad metaphor (simile?). No, I feel like Hannah when we drop half a dozen balls on the ground and she doesn't know where to begin. Except the balls are chocolate covered. Or Bonnie when we tell her to shake, and then switch paws, and then switch back, and she gets so excited she starts jumping up and down and wiggling. Except instead of being excited about doing tricks, I'm excited that they have the candy bars that we would get at the gas station in Coogee. That's better...
I have to write my paper that is due on Monday. Actually, before I write that, I need to do the research to write it... hmm... what am I doing on here?

Still want gummy bears...