fig newtons

my cousin wes came over last night, which was unexpected and very cool. i cannot believe that we live twenty minutes away from each other, and never see each other. he's hoping to transfer here next year, and is waiting to hear back from all the UCs next month. i hope he gets in, because he seems way in love with this place.

i ate a fig newton last night, and was reminded of a conversation i had with mad a while ago that i forgot to post and probably should have posted. we bought fig newtons because they were supposedly the only cookies that had zero transfat. i say supposedly because food companies are tricky bastards, so i'm sure there's some crazy shit in them regardless of what the packaging says. after eating a couple (and getting over my elementary school fear that they were made of moths), i noticed the box claimed they were "made with real fruit!" i thought it was a little bizarre that they didn't mention what real fruit that was. mad and i sat around for about ten minutes thinking about what types of fruit could possibly be in a newton, until i came to the logical, base answer of "FIGS." good one.

last night, as i was walking to coffee bean to study with mad for approximately twenty minutes, i got stuck behind a bunch of guys who were walking painfully slow. slow walking is one of my most intense pet peeves. it's especially irritating when the slow walkers take up the entire sidewalk. i don't realize how quickly i walk until i'm forced to shuffle weirdly behind a group of meanderers, which immediately puts me in a foul mood. sometimes, when i think about how easily i can get all moody, i start to think i'm a terrible bitch.