What would be your death row meal? That’s a weird question for me to ask you because I imagine that you’re a very lovely person and don’t kill people BUT let’s just pretend. So, if you were a bad person, what would you want your last meal to be?
It’s a fun/weird thing to think about. I’m not sure what my request would be, but I am certain that a grilled cheese sandwich with tomato soup is in the top three things I would want. Maybe next to a pastrami sandwich and this arroz con pollo my papa made me growing up. That’d be sentimental and sweet.
But if I’m being honest with myself, I’m pretty sure butter, cheese and bread would prevail as the winner.
1. Wrapping cylinder objects is super annoying. Like, how am I supposed to wrap the bottoms and the tops, and it still be somewhat presentable?!
2. Yesterday, as I was standing in line at the post office, I realized no one really understands the whole priority, express, confirmation slip, tracking number deal–it’s confusing. Too many options, man. And I have to say, the women at the post office are incredibly patient with people. They just sit there and explain the rules OVER and OVER and OVER. And people are still confused. I feel like this needs to be taught to us in schools.
3. Last night, as I was getting ready to head out, I went to go flat iron my bangs, didn’t realize the setting was on 450˙ and burned a good piece of my bangs. Just straight fried a chunk of hair off. Yeah. That happened. So, if you see me in the next few weeks, I might be doing a little bang pinning to the side action.
4. When it’s freezing out all I want is soup. I want to ingest heat. I think I particularly like drinking heat. That’s where this soup comes in…