(And can I say that it's nice to be employed and have money for groceries? It hasn't been all that long since I couldn't say that.)
Got my ass off my chair and put on the leopard-print dress. Fixed my hair up pretty. Hopped in the car and drove to the organic grocery. Bought a buncha cool stuff, including a watermelon. Wait -- where's the watermelon? I don't remember bringing it up.
*goes to look for the watermelon* Ah, in the sink.
Anyway, also bought tempeh and tofu and seitan and tandoori noodles and salad stuff and potatoes (red and sweet) and lemons and a tomato and an avocado and two carrots and some other stuff I can't remember. It was *so* fun.
Attempted (unsuccessfully) to flirt with the lovely six-foot-tall woman I let cut in line. Drove home in my Privilege (also known as the Corolla) and now I'm sitting at the computer eating (mediocre) tandoori noodles and salad and drinking orange juice.
Clothes shopping only feels good to me if I have plenty of money (preferably other people's money) to spend. Food shopping *always* feels good.
Got my ass off my chair and put on the leopard-print dress. Fixed my hair up pretty. Hopped in the car and drove to the organic grocery. Bought a buncha cool stuff, including a watermelon. Wait -- where's the watermelon? I don't remember bringing it up.
*goes to look for the watermelon* Ah, in the sink.
Anyway, also bought tempeh and tofu and seitan and tandoori noodles and salad stuff and potatoes (red and sweet) and lemons and a tomato and an avocado and two carrots and some other stuff I can't remember. It was *so* fun.
Attempted (unsuccessfully) to flirt with the lovely six-foot-tall woman I let cut in line. Drove home in my Privilege (also known as the Corolla) and now I'm sitting at the computer eating (mediocre) tandoori noodles and salad and drinking orange juice.
Clothes shopping only feels good to me if I have plenty of money (preferably other people's money) to spend. Food shopping *always* feels good.