Broccoli and Booze....
I woke up yesterday morning, started getting ready for school, (it was about 8am) and then came the broccoli thought. It usually starts like that. I'll wake up, drink some coffee, cruise the net, and then the broccoli starts in.
I went to school, told myself that "today will be a broccoli-free day!" I felt determined to make it through my entire day without even an ounce of broccoli.
I got home from school, started puttering around, remembered the big fat grant cheque that I got in the mail to help with transportation to school and rent. I gathered up a hundred of it and went to the place where broccoli tastes the best to me. My friend, the bar.
I spent $100 dollars on broccoli! On a day when I told myself not to have any whatsoever, I spent one hundred damn dollars. One hundred dollars on ONE thing.
Today I am paying for it. I have a broccoli hangover and I can barely get any homework done, I cannot go to work because I cannot get out of bed.
Oh dear.... I am a broccoliholic, and I desperately need some help.
I went to school, told myself that "today will be a broccoli-free day!" I felt determined to make it through my entire day without even an ounce of broccoli.
I got home from school, started puttering around, remembered the big fat grant cheque that I got in the mail to help with transportation to school and rent. I gathered up a hundred of it and went to the place where broccoli tastes the best to me. My friend, the bar.
I spent $100 dollars on broccoli! On a day when I told myself not to have any whatsoever, I spent one hundred damn dollars. One hundred dollars on ONE thing.
Today I am paying for it. I have a broccoli hangover and I can barely get any homework done, I cannot go to work because I cannot get out of bed.
Oh dear.... I am a broccoliholic, and I desperately need some help.
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