preference for particulars?

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

carbs are your friend.

though i realize im too old to pretend that microwaving most of my meals and spending 6 nights a week [alone] in bed streaming cable tv onto my laptop is appropriate grown-up behavior, im also not really ready to give any of that up.

seriously, what is so wrong with 'how i met your mother' reruns and lean pockets?  we're talking wholesome family values and at least 4% of my daily calcium requirement.
who needs a food pyramid?
i could build a food fort with all the boxes ive accumulated feeding myself well-preserved, cheese-like products on the reg! maybe even to-scale.. my father would be damn proud.

the fact of the matter is, i dont want peas & carrots or ants on a log.  i want enchiladas suiza and pasta primavera - sue me, i dare you.

in fact, (one of) my biggest problem(s) these days is affording my hot sauce habit.  truly.

there simply doesn't seem to be enough cholula, tapatío, or sriracha to go around.  i can't for the life of me explain why i need 10-12 ounces a day.. but i do, and theres really no point arguing over it.  i am completely certain ive developed the beginnings of an ulcer or six; but to be honest, i just don't feel the need to address them yet.  im young(ish) and i lead a (relatively) healthy lifestyle.. chili sauce just happens to be one of my more progressive addictions.  deal with it, america.

meanwhile, i can't help but noticing that the longer i fail to actually look for a paying job, the more intimidating the process seems.. its a slippery slope mis amigos, and im way past giving a damn.  funny thing is, im approximately 190 days from accepting a degree i can't even feel proud of.. and then what..
oh yes: the government expects me to give them this.. plus interest.  charming. 
so, whats so great about being all growed up again?  

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