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Jun. 30th, 2012 07:52 amPAYDAY.
I went to Trader Joe's last night and bought Irish butter and this astoundingly good cheese they have called "Unexpected Cheddar" (it's unexpected because it has a parmesan twist to it) and Malabari Paratha, which is apparently a south Indian flatbread and is kind of like if you steamrollered a croissant. And then I got my hair cut (I asked for "pretty short for summer" and boy did they take me literally), and THEN I went to the bodega near the train and got stamps and a chocolate bar and a Diet Coke.
The Diet Coke is symbolic. I wrote up this huge long post that (luckily for you) I never posted about how for the entire month of June I couldn't have a Diet Coke and how I wasn't angry that I couldn't have a Diet Coke, it's why I couldn't have one that was making me angry, so when I got paid I told myself I would buy a Diet Coke. And I did. And it was delicious.
( I've been watching a documentary this morning called The Man Nobody Knew... )
I went to Trader Joe's last night and bought Irish butter and this astoundingly good cheese they have called "Unexpected Cheddar" (it's unexpected because it has a parmesan twist to it) and Malabari Paratha, which is apparently a south Indian flatbread and is kind of like if you steamrollered a croissant. And then I got my hair cut (I asked for "pretty short for summer" and boy did they take me literally), and THEN I went to the bodega near the train and got stamps and a chocolate bar and a Diet Coke.
The Diet Coke is symbolic. I wrote up this huge long post that (luckily for you) I never posted about how for the entire month of June I couldn't have a Diet Coke and how I wasn't angry that I couldn't have a Diet Coke, it's why I couldn't have one that was making me angry, so when I got paid I told myself I would buy a Diet Coke. And I did. And it was delicious.
( I've been watching a documentary this morning called The Man Nobody Knew... )