cajun crawtaters
I made plans with Christen to go have pizza and see her new apartment, but just as I was about to order the pizza, she called and said her mother just called and told her that she had to go to Father's Day dinner. She said she wasn't going to eat there, and that she was going to be home around six so I could come over and we could still do the pizza thing. It's only 4:30 and I'm starving.... I've gotta go forage through the kitchen and see what I can procure to hold me over.
I'm watching Twister, remembering Baker and I camped out on her couch w/ her cream cheese dip watching Twister instead of doing work... I miss college. I miss having people my own age around me all the time.
Yesterday was the annual Relay for Life at my old high school. Jill sang again, it was beautiful, as always. Jill's mom insisted that we take a box full of snack sized potato chips home because they had six hundred bags. This is a good and bad thing. Bad because I'm trying to get toned before Allegany, and potato chips do not help. Good because they are free. Bad because they are weird flavors like jalapeno, or cajun crawtaters, or cajun dill. Good because they are suprisingly good. And I'm on the fence about the fact that they're kettle cooked, so they're really crunchy.
I guess I figure I can blather on about nothing in here. Everyone else does it, I suppose. I say this because I was just thinking -- who cares what I think about these potato chips? I wouldn't if I wasn't going to be eating them. So haha motherf*ckers, I have potato chips and you don't!
Ohhh the people in twister are at the Drive-In. I can't remember the last time I went to the drive-in. Ohh i lied, it was to see anaconda when I was like ten. What a terrible movie.
Alright, I'm gonna go get my bag of jalapeno potato chips out of the car and watch the movie.
I'm watching Twister, remembering Baker and I camped out on her couch w/ her cream cheese dip watching Twister instead of doing work... I miss college. I miss having people my own age around me all the time.
Yesterday was the annual Relay for Life at my old high school. Jill sang again, it was beautiful, as always. Jill's mom insisted that we take a box full of snack sized potato chips home because they had six hundred bags. This is a good and bad thing. Bad because I'm trying to get toned before Allegany, and potato chips do not help. Good because they are free. Bad because they are weird flavors like jalapeno, or cajun crawtaters, or cajun dill. Good because they are suprisingly good. And I'm on the fence about the fact that they're kettle cooked, so they're really crunchy.
I guess I figure I can blather on about nothing in here. Everyone else does it, I suppose. I say this because I was just thinking -- who cares what I think about these potato chips? I wouldn't if I wasn't going to be eating them. So haha motherf*ckers, I have potato chips and you don't!
Ohhh the people in twister are at the Drive-In. I can't remember the last time I went to the drive-in. Ohh i lied, it was to see anaconda when I was like ten. What a terrible movie.
Alright, I'm gonna go get my bag of jalapeno potato chips out of the car and watch the movie.