oh, to have a pancake right now
I'm starving. freeeeeee-kiiiiiin STARVING. here's why this sucks:
-our food at the apt is very limited:
-we have waffles, but no syrup.
-we have cereal, but no milk.
-we have butter, but no bread.
-we have salt, but no eggs.
-and I want breakfast.
-even our lunch/dinner supplies are limited:
-I really don't feel like 99% fat free ravioli right now.
-even if I did, I'm running low on pepsi to wash it down with.
-I don't even have chocolate milk OR white milk to take my pills with.
-to remedy the problem, I should go to the store, right?:
-I have no car.
-even if I was desperate enough to have ali take me, I think she went yesterday anyway.
-I feel bad having justin drive me all over. he has his own schedule.
-my roommates never go grocery shopping. when they do, they don't even get things I could use, like milk, and they don't ask if I want to come along, or even if I want them to bring me anything back.
thus = no food = cranky kristen = empty kreeton tummy = pain = blah
and I can't even go to ihop like this. ::bawls::
I could go to the lair, true this. but I hate going to the lair, especially alone, and they don't have good breakfast stuff.
eh. I guess I'll just hold out for a while until I'm hungry for lunch. maybe the fat free ravioli and I will make nice then.
(::gets out her pen and paper::
"dear santa.... please bring me a car for christmas.....")
-our food at the apt is very limited:
-we have waffles, but no syrup.
-we have cereal, but no milk.
-we have butter, but no bread.
-we have salt, but no eggs.
-and I want breakfast.
-even our lunch/dinner supplies are limited:
-I really don't feel like 99% fat free ravioli right now.
-even if I did, I'm running low on pepsi to wash it down with.
-I don't even have chocolate milk OR white milk to take my pills with.
-to remedy the problem, I should go to the store, right?:
-I have no car.
-even if I was desperate enough to have ali take me, I think she went yesterday anyway.
-I feel bad having justin drive me all over. he has his own schedule.
-my roommates never go grocery shopping. when they do, they don't even get things I could use, like milk, and they don't ask if I want to come along, or even if I want them to bring me anything back.
thus = no food = cranky kristen = empty kreeton tummy = pain = blah
and I can't even go to ihop like this. ::bawls::
I could go to the lair, true this. but I hate going to the lair, especially alone, and they don't have good breakfast stuff.
eh. I guess I'll just hold out for a while until I'm hungry for lunch. maybe the fat free ravioli and I will make nice then.
(::gets out her pen and paper::
"dear santa.... please bring me a car for christmas.....")