Dear Enterprising Nerds:
Please create and sell small buttons based on the pins within The World Ends With You/What a Wonderful World, because I would totally buy some and wear them and then try to read your mind and/or fight you on the street.
Oh wait – I found some. Awesome! Now I will be even cooler than before!
I do not like processed cheese. I used to, when I was small and had terrible taste in food (I used to take all the toppings off pizza so it was just crust with sauce leavens, then put ketchup on it and go to town) but now that I am older and far more sophisticated, I can’t do it. I don’t eat cheeseburgers, either. I am That Person who holds up the line, waiting for my special order that does not have cheese or lettuce on it.
I thought about cheese for a good long while (it was a slow news day), and I came to realize that the only time I ever, ever eat processed cheese is when I get a McDonald’s breakfast burrito. It never occurred to me to order it without cheese; I just piled on the salsa and tried not take any obviously cheesy bites. Now that I’m completely aware of the cheese, though, I am having trouble with it. It’s just so .. prevalent. No amount of salsa can mask the nasty fake cheese taste. Gross.
My life would be so much easier if I wasn’t so picky about weird, weird things. Also, if I ate sandwiches.
I just found out that I have to scoot into Richmond today to get on my hands and knees in a filthy warehouse. Naturally, today is the day I decided to go against my gothy nature and wear white. I am so looking forward to this. Can you taste my joy?
I booked a meeting room at the Lab with for the purpose of “nap time”. I didn’t mean to press send, but I did – let’s see if they change their mind about yesterday’s “congratulations for making it through probation” meeting.
Okay, off to Richmond.