This summer, my breakfast of (pretty consistent) choice has been mashed avocado spread over bread, with half a lemon squeezed into a large glass of water. I’ve already bought utensils + kitchenware that will help me maintain this routine back in college.
Clearly, my suitemate from last year is still influencing my dietary choices. She always had lemons, avocaods, bread, and bananas in our common room. I hope she’s satisfied. Hrmph.
(But no bananas. Never bananas. I dislike bananas.)
Because I’m watching What Not to Wear and people that refuse to shop PISS ME OFF
And I think that when Stacy and Clinton get shoppers like that, they should be redirected to me and my new show, “Shut Up, You’ll Look Nice”
Bring them to me and those motherfuckers are going to SHOP
I will punch them in the face and scream “confidence”
Sometimes, I wish I could just throw patience and delicacy out the window and scream my (encouraging and positive) opinions at some people, in the odd hopes that they’ll finally get the message and finally be happy with themselves.