stream of consciousness: it's my pms talking

I can't stop thinking about peanut butter M&Ms. I know it's because I'm pre-menstrual , but you'd think after 19 years of being A Woman™ I would have more self control over this type of thing. Guess not.

In other news, I've been snacking on pita chips since 9:30 this morning.

 

Guys, I went to bed at 7pm on Saturday night and it's easily the best decision I've ever made.

I saw one of my aunts over the weekend who is known in my family for her cutting remarks. She looked at me and said,"Oh? You look nice!" as if I usually leave the house wearing a garbage bag.

 

Anyone watching the new season of House of Cards?

Anyone listen to the My Favorite Murder Podcast?

 

Here's a short list of things I wish I had in my possession right now: an entire pizza, Harry Styles. End of list.

Sometimes I want to cry just thinking about the fact that I've never had In-N-Out.

 

I realized yesterday that I have not made tacos since Cinco de Mayo. THAT'S CRIMINAL. How bad is it if I go to spin tonight and then go home and make tacos?

Don't @ me if you think I shouldn't do that.

 

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have peanut butter M&Ms to buy.