scrawls
still cheaper than therapy*


the problem with whole milk
is that it is so damn delicious. (More things i have found in my house: diabetic low-sugar strawberry jam; raspberry and rhubarb jam; tuna fish; mayonnaise; oddly preservative-filled waffles; powdered mix for pasta sauce. Did anyone even know that last existed? Nope. i think there are powdered tomatoes in it and that is just wrong.) People come here on vacation and eat whatever they want, which is fine (tuna fish? seriously?) but then i get used to having chocolate and cookies and lovely, lovely, high-fat, cholesterol-ridden whole milk in my coffee. I don't want to get used to having whole milk, because then the regular stuff tastes like privation. Not even skim, but one percent, one and a half percent. sigh. Similarly i don't want to get used to having chocolate around whenever i want it. Now i want chocolate, see? When i did not have chocolate, i did not want it. Now i have to make a conscious decision to not buy more nutella. and what fun is that?

The other problem is that i get used to having this honest, real bread. That i look at these funny waffles in their plastic package, which has been open to the air for some days now because i ate a couple and it's not resealable, which by the by i don't think has been invented yet around here, actual resealable packaging - they try to put it on bags, but it doesn't ever actually work. And the waffles, they're not stale, and they're not moldy, unlike every other self-respecting bread product would be, and i wonder what in the world is wrong with them, what they did to those damn waffles. And, shit, that i ate a few. And then i get a little sick to my stomach. (But that might have been the milk.)

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