Wednesday, 7 April 2010

WE MADE OUR OWN COMPUTER OUT OF MACARONI PIECES


I never look into mirrors. For this reason.


i'm going to start exercising again.
after years of doing nothing, I saw cellulite on my bum
and vanity aside, (vanity is always aside)
I don't want to slip and become one of those people who I always judge for letting themselves go whilst eating a muffin/strawberries and cream frapuccino from Starbucks. Venti.
They're probably drinking a skinny latté.
I hate people who drink skinny lattés.
They always emphasise the skinny when they order.

'Hello shopkeep. I would like a skinny latté, please. Yes, that's a small, skinny latté.'

and I also hate it when the barista asks me whether I want cream on top of my frapuccino. I'm clearly not drinking a frappucino to be healthy. I clearly don't care about being healthy. Or else I would order a skinny latté, please. I don't see why the café people...with the eyes! Always judging with their eyes when I say...'Yeah. Of course I want whipped cream.' A frappucino is not a health drink. It's not a wheatgrass and lemon smoothie. It's cream. A lot of cream and sugar in a plastic cup.

ANYWAY. I'm going to start exercising again.

Starting now. And my bum will be delicious.
And I will still have the whipped cream, thank you very much.
And my bum will be delicious.

1 comment:

  1. All this unreleased fat anger William... quite glad it has finally found a high calorie-burning place where I can read it over a large hot chocolate with full blown cream and fake gummy marshmallows, white chocolate chunky cookie on the side, maybe a raisin muffin on the other side. And feel ok about it. And even laugh a little. Or maybe more. Just a bit more. A little spoonfull more, kthxbye.

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