alternate title: an accidental food diary
+ Fried goat cheese balls dipped in honey should be some sort of delicacy. Except don't accidentally call them fried goat balls when describing them to someone like I did. I have a feeling those would probably not be as fantastic.
+ There is a lady at work who is the SPITTING IMAGE of Lafawnduh on Napoleon Dynamite. I accidentally took some stealthy pictures of her and texted them to all my friends. It's been confirmed. They're identical.
|I'm 100% positive she's my soulmate, Napoleon|
+ Going to work in a fugly outfit will ruin your entire day. Computer not working? It's your pseudo-maternity shirt. Annoying emails? It's those pants that make you look like a hippo. Can't seem to stay awake? Maybe you should finally stop wearing those shoes with those jeans. You look gross. And by you, I mean me.
+ I love all the pretty flowers on the trees in the springtime, but I have no idea what they're called, and I can't distinguish one flowering tree from the next. I have zero botanical knowledge despite my childhood of gardening with my dad. Everyone's like yay magnolias! dogwoods! cherry blossoms! etc! And I'm like wait! what's that!
+ I had friendship bread for the first time on Monday. I now understand the name, because after one bite I wanted to be best friends with it.
+ I just really like Tim Allen. He reminds me of my dad.
+ White chocolate M&Ms are a lot better than I expected.
+ If you're noticing I'm talking a lot about food and wondering if it's that time of the month, the answer is yes.
+ And after all that food I've been eating, I'm starting to feel like this:
Brb, off to get another lemon square.