I get home from class late in the evening just craving popcorn. I throw it in the microwave. I don't even put it in a bowl. But you know what? I think I got a little too ahead of myself. I almost broke my back molars on an unpopped kernel. I looked into my bag to find that like, half of the popcorn hadn't popped. For crying out loud, our civilization can put ice cream in a doughnut but we can't make a microwave that ever has the perfect preset time for popcorn? It's getting to the point where I can't even over-eat properly! Maybe it was a sign. Maybe fate's limiting my snacking and telling me to exercise more...
Well that's not fair! I want the right to get morbidly obese if I feel like doing that!
-Kat
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