Impromptu visit to Meelo's after finding out too late that Pizzeria Toro suffered a chimney fire.
Ordered the chicken marsala special because all I really wanted was the mushrooms.
Remember my helpful tips on eating out? This is where it began.
I had a snack-sized bag of sundried tomatoes in my purse (next to my bag of meds... doesn't everyone? ... no? oh, ignore that then) which I mixed in with the marsala. It was much needed and a good call and you can judge, but I'm loving my meal.
I had a snack-sized bag of sundried tomatoes in my purse (next to my bag of meds... doesn't everyone? ... no? oh, ignore that then) which I mixed in with the marsala. It was much needed and a good call and you can judge, but I'm loving my meal.
Successfully appealing to the orgo nerd within me. Yes, I can confidently tell you that this is the alcohol list... without looking at the list of alcohol - is that more impressive?
So speaking of chemistry and food (read: food chemistry), I'm simultaneously having a concealed mental break down about my future, starting with the fact that I'm painfully lacking in business casual attire for this upcoming IFT meeting (also someone teach me networking skills, NOW)... while daydreaming about yolo//dgaf-ing around the world at Marsha's suggestion after getting into grad school (hopefully, ideally, someone please fund me).
Is that an excuse to go shopping I hear? Yes, yes it is.
So living on my own forrealsies is fun, especially the fully-furnished-all-needs-provided deal. This is why I was so eager to graduate, guys. Responsibilities are left at the door at 5pm and picked back up at 9am with lots of Suits reruns and old movies in between. The best part is having to cook for myself. No more considering all the things I'll make but ending up lying on the couch waiting for the rentals to lay out dinner. I didn't think it possible for me to obsess more about what I want to eat for breakfast, snack, lunch, snack, dinner, and snack for the next day - but it definitely is possible. Testing the limits of my creativity. I've already spent $200 on groceries in less than a month, and here I am, still wondering why god why am I still gaining weight?
Good morning on a Friday. No reason - I just liked the way my bed hair looked. It's the little things that make my days manageable. This is my life now.
So speaking of chemistry and food (read: food chemistry), I'm simultaneously having a concealed mental break down about my future, starting with the fact that I'm painfully lacking in business casual attire for this upcoming IFT meeting (also someone teach me networking skills, NOW)... while daydreaming about yolo//dgaf-ing around the world at Marsha's suggestion after getting into grad school (hopefully, ideally, someone please fund me).
Is that an excuse to go shopping I hear? Yes, yes it is.
So living on my own forrealsies is fun, especially the fully-furnished-all-needs-provided deal. This is why I was so eager to graduate, guys. Responsibilities are left at the door at 5pm and picked back up at 9am with lots of Suits reruns and old movies in between. The best part is having to cook for myself. No more considering all the things I'll make but ending up lying on the couch waiting for the rentals to lay out dinner. I didn't think it possible for me to obsess more about what I want to eat for breakfast, snack, lunch, snack, dinner, and snack for the next day - but it definitely is possible. Testing the limits of my creativity. I've already spent $200 on groceries in less than a month, and here I am, still wondering why god why am I still gaining weight?
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