11 posts tagged “snacks”
ANYWAY, I've decided to post a picture of the contents of my medicine cabinet so everyone can see exactly what it is that I'm on (apparently Women's One Daily-- disappointing, huh?) and that I keep trail mix in my bathroom in case I get hungry while I'm doing my make up.
I want people to post their medicine cabinets. Do it.
For anyone who's wondering, I'm still single and currently taking applications from anyone who doesn't have a mustache and preferably has health insurance. (And on second thought, the mustache thing only really applies if you shower less that five times a week.)
P.S. I wound up getting some sour Air Heads and a Diet Coke.
Also, here are some fun pics from tonight:
OMGZ OMGZ OMGZ U GUYZ R PROBS SO JEALLUS OF MY KEWL FUNZ!
EDIT: Here's an interview with Bill right before he's about to die:
I want cookies right now.
And red velvet cake.
And an iced coffee.
While I'm going bananas, I'd also like a bacon egg and cheese on a bagel.
Some cookie dough ice cream would be nice, too.
An hour or so later I'd be ready for an In and Out with grilled onions and extra pickles.
I'd like all of this to be served to me in bed.
I'll feed myself, though.
KTNXBAI.
This is Sean Kane:
I love him.
Sean and I were in Shovelhead together and he's one of the most hilarious and fun people I've ever met. He's also really good people. I've told him many times that I want a son just like him some day because his shit is on point.
This post is seemingly coming out of nowhere, but actually I had good reason to think of Seany today... I ate some Buffalo flavored Doritos just a moment ago and no one I know shares a greater love for both Doritos and Buffalo-flavored things than Brother Sean. No one.
Miss you, Broseph.
You guys! You'll never believe what just happened!
I was sitting here, watching Rachael Ray as I normally do and stuffing my face with Doritos. So like, they were ranch Doriots, right? WELL! Mixed in with the bag was ONE SINGLE NACHO CHEESE DORITO.
How did that happen?!?! Do they KNOW ME?
I just found this random boy's tumblr.
He had this picture posted on it:
...and now I'm in love with him.
OK, I'm not. But I could love him...
(all week, maybe!)
When I was little, I would buy these at the Green Harbor General Store and eat them on the beach, even if they got covered in sand (and I'm sure at one point in my childhood, especially because they were covered in sand.) They were my grandmother's favorite, too. You weren't even allowed to walk into the house with a bag from the Genny without her asking you for a bullseye, which is what they called them back in the day. I call them "things to stuff my fat face with".