Remember how I had Mexican food for lunch yesterday? And then I complained about my guts hurting?
Well, I just ate the leftovers for lunch today. THE VERY NEXT DAY. Bodes well for my future, no?
P.S. I know both these entries violate the cardinal blogging rule of ‘No one cares what you had for lunch’ but “my guts hurt” is one of my favorite things to say, ever. I couldn’t pass up the opportunity. Also they are like four sentences long. And I live life on the edge—ask anyone.