nuts

no - not like my brain. nuts like the ones you pop in your mouth, and suck on. heh, how silly. i feel like a grade 5er, giggling in the back of class, talking about sucking nuts.

seriously, this is what i meant to talk about. in an attempt to balance my lack of desire to eat in the morning with a desire to be healthy ("most important meal," i hear beaver's mom chirping) i've brought this nut mix into work. sealed in its sad tupperware, it sits there every morning, begging for some love. unfortunately, i've already pillaged it for the almonds and macademia nuts - now it's just peanuts and some random seeds that are yummy, sure, but too much trouble to sort through to get. oh, and raisins. humiliated grapes, as joon would say. if you've read my profile, you may have guessed how little i care for fruit... (unless it's sexy, like papaya.)

every so often, i go and buy a pack of almonds and toss it into the mix, hoping to rekindle that dying flame with the wallflower peanuts. but i inevitably just end up picking through the mess until i find the almonds.

it must be awfully hard to deal with so much rejection.
poor peanuts.



this completely random glimpse into my morning brought to you by the letter w. as in who gives a fuck. more to come later today, i promise. ooh, i'm just bursting with banality today. (grin)