I was tired and vulnerable on the last stretch of my 45 minute drive home from interning and then the thought popped in my mind, chicken parm mmmmmm. It was ordered and consumed before I could stop myself. I need to have a more robust snack on my way home from interning or need to wake myself up before the drive home. The temptation came about because I had the lazy, wiped feeling. I am a tiny bit Italian and all of it is concentrated in the area of my taste buds. God I want to kick the pasta habit!
Also, I HATE TEA! Not for the taste this time, but because it made me 10 minutes late because it decided to spill itself all of the couch. Yes, that's right. IT had a conscious and chose to spill itself just to spite me. Stupid evil tea. Right now, I know it's sitting there in the shadows of the kitchen cabinet, stroking a sugar packet, hissing yesssss yesssssss ruin her daaaaaaaaay.
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