My Weekend Days

I need to create something. I'm beginning to get starved for a creative output experience. How about that? Does that make sense? I don't know if that means I wanna create art or if that means I want to create destruction. I want to be impulsive. Reckless. And lose myself in your kiss. Which reminds me...
The other day, Aimee was in the back bedroom doing something and I was sitting at the computer in the living room, and we were getting ready to leave. We were going to Subway, where I would soon eat very slowly because I was nursing a hangover. But before that, I was in the living room, waiting to leave. I went to Youtube and played the following music videos, in high volume and in the following order:
Wilson Phillips' "Impulsive"
Mariah Carey's "Vision Of Love"
Celine Dion's "I'm Your Lady"

Aimee walked into the room, and I told her I wanted to have a swimming party where we had a very large stereo system only playing this type of music all day. She said she thought people would leave, but I told her I thought they would stay even longer. I get a little nostalgic for pop adult contemporary from 1990 - 1992. Had we had more time before my nauseating sit through Subway, where Aimee later said I was talking too loud (My ears were still ringing from the night before), I would have also played the following:

Cece Peniston's "Finally"
Jane Child's "Don't Wanna Fall In Love"
Roxette's "The Look"
Alanna Myles' "Black Velvet"

I couldn't finish all the soup I'd bought, so I threw everything away and brought the captain's wafers crackers with me and ate them in the car when we walked out.
I can't remember where we went after that, because I'm retarded. But Sunday, we went to the mall for the sole purpose of buying icees. Then we walked around the outside of the mall. I got the biggest Coke flavored icee they had. Both icees cost $6, to which Aimee said was pretty expensive for icees. Then we went to Target. Several times, I stood on the back of the buggy and made Aimee pull me. This ocurred near women's clothing, alongside the makeup isles, and eventually into frozen foods. A few people stared, but honestly not very long. Aimee shops very slowly, so I left her and the buggy and retrieved the following items:
wheat bread
hydrogen peroxide
contact lens solution
one onion
one bellpepper
a vegetable tray
deli-sliced turkey
pre-sliced apple slices

What a great Sunday.