Cookies, Illegibility, and a Snake Playing the Bongos

Once I was at the grocery store and overheard a slightly overweight woman go up to a cashier on her way into the store and say "If you see me buying cake when I come through here, don't let me do it." I found it terribly funny at the time, but I think I get it tonight. I thought it was a good idea to buy a big pack of cookies on sale even though I live alone. And what happened? I ate half of them. So tonight, instead of just feeling alone, I can feel alone and fat. I think I'll warn the cashier next time. Make them keep me accountable for avoiding impulsive cookie purchases.
Wrote a song last night around 4am. Took a video of it but when I watched it this morning I realized it's not something I want to put on the internet (definitely me in my pajamas playing the accordion on my couch...). I'll take a less-awful video of it soon perhaps.

Here's what the lyrics look like:

Okay, so those are all kinds of illegible. But if you click on it, it gets bigger and you can actually read it, if you have any desire to.

Here, have a picture of a serpent partaking in beat poetry (it was on the opposite side of the page for whatever reason. I <3 my notebooks)