Before it’s annual appt. (or “so that’s what the kids are calling it these days.”)
So last night…I douched my steak in Dale’s Seasoning.
—-That dummy again
“Stubborn Love” - The Lumineers
I cried.
Get over it!
I have just about had it with people judging and commenting on my food choices. I feel like I have to defend myself for trying to eat nutritious food. Why do people feel like that is an okay thing to do!? This seems very universal as I have encountered in many different places and scenarios. You wouldn’t tell someone that you think their hair is weird, or ask “why did you choose to wear that gross looking sweater today?” BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE RUDE!
I don’t like meat that much, and that is sooooo weird/wrong/is something wrong with you?/do you think it will hurt you? You don’t like chocolate that much, and that IS weird to me, but oh well that is your choice and I don’t really give a shit so I won’t comment beyond, “oh, I do.”
Just because you don’t know what something is, or don’t choose to partake yourself, does not make it gross/weird. It’s not innards or insects (although someone else might enjoy that)…it’s freakin’ quinoa and vegetables. Get over it!!
Now, go enjoy your Checkers’ chicken wings.
P.S. They look gross.
Never new how healthy it is
Informative texts from friends
"I heard Geek Yogrit was good for ya…"
— That dummy again.
Mykonos, Fleet Foxes
Overheard
- Caller on the phone: Are they idiots?
- Pause
- Caller: But, but....
- Pause
- Caller: No, they are just stupid!!!
- Pause
- Caller: WHAT?!? Are they Ig-Nert?
"Counting on the night for a beautiful day"
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Be Somebody, Kings of Leon
I don’t know if this is real, but it’s giving me a serious case of the awkward quiet coffee shop lols.
(Source: l0ve-like-there-is-no-tomorrow)
Little Talks, Of Monsters and Men
Poopie on things.
