i'm eating granola right now. plain granola. i'm just shoveling oats into my face, which i guess is better than eating the oreos mad and i bought last weekend when we went on an emergency food run to cvs.
i am also dreading walking back to freud to work again.
on the way to work earlier today (i'm currently wasting away my four hour break between events), i was accosted by both a fourteen-year-old skateboarder and a skeevy old man. when that happens, i know i'm really looking good.
andy and i got in a stupid fight last night, which resulted in him turtle-biting* me on the arm, leaving insta-bruises, and me hitting him in the face (simply because i know he thinks that that is totally disrespectful and i wanted to piss him off). i also hid his beloved pasta behind the plastic bags in a drawer in the kitchen, because i'm way mature.**
it was beautiful outside this afternoon, but now it's all cold and winter-y, and i'm really not looking forward to walking around in the artic tonight.
*a turtle-bite is possibly one of the world's most deadly forms of pinching, and may only be used on sworn enemies or siblings.
**this post is going to make you think i'm a preschooler, which, sadly, would not be very far from the truth.
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Don't even talk to me about the arctic. Today is the first day it was over 5 degrees when I left my house
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