When I get really stressed out I chew gum. LOTS of gum.
Chew! Chew! Chew! CHEW! CHOMP! NOM! NOM!
Dozens of sticks at once...(sugar-free of course, otherwise I'd be able to drive my chair to St. John's fueled by the sweety high). I blow huge, terrific bubbles the size of basketballs and love it when they pop. POP! SHE gets very annoyed when I do this as I have caused a fair bit of gummy destruction....I once ruined a lovely sky I was working on by attacking it with a giant bubble...often times the cats attack my terrific bubbles and end up covered in gum themselves. Today I raided the bubble gum jar and while toiling away at my painting, blew the biggest bubble since time began. IT WAS HUGE!
I ended up wearing a bubble gum balaclava.
I have always wanted to know what I would look like with bangs and if the peanut butter doesn't work, I guess I'll know by noon!
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