Today I am archiving and thinking about ice cream.

I'm thinking about the Irish Lace ice cream that I got from JP Licks on Wednesday and then again for good measure on Thursday. I'm thinking about how I decided to change it up on Friday and go for peanut butter ice cream and chocolate brownie ice cream. I'm thinking about how I was ice cream-free on Saturday. I'm thinking about how on Sunday I decided that I should just get a pint of ice cream while I was at the grocery store so that I could have enough ice cream to last me a few days. I'm thinking about how I bought that pint of chocolate ice cream with peanut butter cups and a peanut butter swirl. I'm thinking about how I ate the entire pint of ice cream while watching Joe Dirt on Comedy Central. I am thinking about how I spent the last third of the pint thinking that I really shouldn't eat an entire pint of ice cream in one sitting--that two to four sittings would be more reasonable.

I'm thinking about whether or not there will be ice cream in my future, and by my future I mean tonight.

If I could marry something, I would marry ice cream.