I went to TJ's at lunch to look for non-tongue-hurty veggies. They had NO cauliflower. WTF? They had no actual sweet potatoes, as in, the tuber itself, but they had bags of peeled and diced sweet potatoes, which I bought, b/c I can just nuke them and mush them up with some butter.

I already had edamame at home.

And I bought chocolate-covered pretzels, because while I'm not PMS-ing in the sense of being cranky, I *am* craving chocolate and salt. In a big old way.

Also? Students selling band candy after school when teachers are weak and really hungry is just plain EVIL.

Kristin! Did you learn nothing from BTVS? Do NOT eat the band candy!

It's too late. I am a chocolate whore today.

I do that all the time, Calli. Also soup and stuff like that.

Kristin, stay away from hoods of police cars.

And librarians.

-t, if this scenario involves having sex with a hot British librarian, I may not be able to follow that directive. IJS.

And librarians.

I'll fall on that particular grenade for you, Kristin.

Someone tell me to take a break and walk away from the frustration.

Wrod. Not that I think of that often, or anything.Breathe, Bug. Go do something else.

vw, take a break.

Kristin, that goes without saying. I just don't want you caught in a vulnerable state by less desirable sorts.