Fond of Johnny Rockets

I really want one of those gigantic lollipops from Disneyland. You know, the swirly colorful ones that taste like rainbows?? Come to think of it, I haven't eaten in a while. I should have some dinner. I'm home alone so I'm really bored of course. I just watched The Outsiders, obvi I have to spend some portion of every weekend with my husband (Rob Lowe, in case you're an ignorant fool), so this was this weekend's dose. This Daylight Savings Time thing is really messing with me, because it's only 8:30ish and it's pitch black out. I thought it was at least 11. It makes me tired earlier too, which sucks. I need double my usual amount of coffee just to stay awake every day. There's a Magic 8 Ball sitting on my desk, and I'm thoroughly confused as to why. What business do I have with one of those? Besides decision-making, of course. "Magic 8 Ball, does Rob Lowe love me?" "Signs point to yes." EUREKA! I should really refer to this thing more, it's startlingly accurate. I'm dying for a Boca burger and fries from Johnny Rockets, but there is a 0% chance of me having that for dinner. Bummer...(That was a hint to go get me one, if you couldn't tell). Whoa, eerie, the Pirates of the Caribbean towel that hangs on my closet just slid down. Is this a message from Johnny Depp that he's jealous about Rob and I? I'm thinking I'll sleep with one eye open tonight. I'm not too worried though, Robby will keep me safe and warm. Maybe he'll fetch me a Johnny Rockets burger. He's such a doll. Rob, not Johnny Rocket. I need to go tend to Johhny's broken heart, catch ya on the flip side! -Lauren.