Tuesday, July 22, 2003
at 12:01 PMCuckoo For Cocoa Puffs
I get to go jeans shopping in a little while whilst my aunt and uncle take care of some crap at her office. Aunt Laura promised to bring Krista and me peach-picking tomorrow morning. I don't know how I cope with all this excitement.
I ate Chef Boyardee's Overstuffed Ravioli for lunch an hour ago. I hadn't eaten that stuff since I was a little kid. I remember my mother fixed it for me every other day when I came home from kindergarten (those were the days when kindergarten lasted only half a day). Compared to real ravioli, the Chef Boyardee stuff is kind of gross. It strikes me as very similar to eating out at White Castle- it's disgusting, but good in some abstract way all at the same time.
