SPANDEX

Okay, I'm really starting to get annoyed at this new fashion trend... the spandex leggings with just a shirt...what I mean is the spandex leggings are your stand along pants. First of all- that's GREAT if you have the body to do this, but it encourages those who don't have the body yet desire to be trendy to wear said outfit. While walking on campus the other day I noticed a girl stopped at a stop walk. The nice sunshine was beaming right at her- and guess what? see through! Her black leggings were see through.

Again, I get it- trendy, maybe? Comfortable? YES! but in public...no!

I am no fashionista but really people, no one cares to see through your spandex pants. Being able to see every outline of your body is not my preference but I am subject to it because we live in coastal sunny North Carolina. ... And please- no Uggs with this attire.

Mission Impossible

I have been slightly emotional and on edge lately due to certain events. I am also an emotional eater. First off, being an emotional eater is very disadvantaging! I mean, really, it's hard enough to say no to all the great food that comes your way but then slap on stress, anger or upset-ness (is that a word?) and hello, 10 pounds. I wanted nachos, from Moe's preferably. I drive to Moe's at approximately 9:15 PM, they are closed?! What time does Moe's close, one might ask? But one can never tell because the closing times are not posted...wtf?! It's okay- I'll try Islands. So I drive across town to Islands and I stand in line, ask for Nachos- and then what happens? They are out of queso (the whole reason I like the nachos) ...ughhhhh Seriously? I think God was trying to send a message. So I drove around hopelessly - and I won't lie I was pretty angry and distraught. Not at the fact that I couldn't have nachos but at the fact that nothing could go right that week. I drive up to El Cerro- closing in 10 minutes. I can't do that. I can't go into a place the last hour before they close and order food...why? Because I serve tables and often close the restaurant. It really SUCKS when people come in last minute and prohibit the cleaning process.

I go home, disheveled, angry, and hungry. I would just not eat, to prove a point. To show them but I don't think I should punish myself because of my unfortunate bad luck.

I go home, make a lean cuisine and sulk in my not-so-tasty dinner.

Thursday- not hungry- but I decide to try again for nachos- alas my nachos. They aren't as good as I remember and the next day as I am running, I feel them sloshing in my stomach.

Point of the story: bad food tastes good for those hot 15 minutes you are eating them... after that- bad news bears, my amigos.

hmmph.

Calm Down

Today I went through the Taco Bell drive-thru. I pulled up to the speaker where the man in the white truck behind me rolled down his window and asked if I had been helped yet. I shook my head and he sped around me to the window. My order was taken and I pulled around to see the white truck at the window. He then sped off, the nice Taco Bell worker asked if he had been in front of me. I said no and explained what had happened. Both of us just kind of laughed.

What is wrong with some people?