8.5.10

Twinkie.


First item of business.
This is my amazing mistake of a desktop, and I think I'm going to keep it for a while :) .


Now for my incredibly enthralling blog story. Brace yourselves.

No, not really. It's Spring now and it feels like I've just run into a matrix of Jello. Everything is really slow - only one class and work - which means a perceivable decrease in blogging fodder. (Insert transition sentence here).

At work on Wednesday, I was pleasantly surprised to find a Twinkie in my lunch. "When did I have my last twinkie?" Since this is such an incendiary question, I decided to ask my conversational buddies. Apparently, I'm not the only one who can't remember the last twinkie.

Now cut to me in the lab office taking the first bite. Instead of experiencing glorious triumph while eating, I was overcome with a sinking sense of pity. I believe it was pity for the twinkie, but honestly, I couldn't pinpoint who or what the pity was for. I'm quite positive it wasn't for myself... Well, I'm pretty sure it was pity.

It's just bothersome to be incapable of diagnosing emotional anomalies.

Even through invisible tears, I finished that blasted twinkie.

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