I can’t figure it out… It doesn’t matter what I do, or what I don’t do… My insides just feel the urge to sing and chat or whatever it is that it does that makes me sound like I have…
I can’t figure it out… It doesn’t matter what I do, or what I don’t do… My insides just feel the urge to sing and chat or whatever it is that it does that makes me sound like I have…
Wow, what a struggle it’s been this week avoiding the cafe. Here’s to it being done, though! Sure the day isn’t over, but there isn’t much that’s left down there anyway.I’ve avoiding eating for a couple reasons. Part of it…
Heh… Look what I found in our vending machine. If you’ve never had this treat, it tastes a lot like Pops… the cereal. It also hints to caramel popcorn, which I eat once in a while. But more so of…
I really didn't want my favorite part of the muffin. It's too bad really.
My grandmother is awesome. Besides being a wonderful cook making delicious foods, especially the scrumptious fried catfish she made tonight, she says the most wonderful things. Sometimes wuite hilarious things. And of course with her southern flair on her speech.…
My 4th of July breakfast… or brunch… And it's free too!
Now I don’t know if it’s a good or bad thing, or what it says about me… But I find it a little scary and humorous that I know Thursdays are breakfast burrito days in the cafe in my building.…
It’s a little hard to make out but on the left is a mangled weird mutant popcorn next to 3 regular popcorns. I’m afraid to eat it… and its the 2nd one I found so far. How bizzare.