Monday, April 12, 2010

BF=JFM

I get home from work. My roommate hears me out while I bitch about the BF. She looks at me and tilts her head to the left (just like any 35 year old woman does when listening to Justin Bieber and thinking ISN'T-HE-JUST-THE-CUTEST-THING-EVEEEEER *barf*).

Me: BLABLABLBLABLABLA screw it!?!?
Roommate: ..............
Me: !!!!!!!!!!!
Roommate: Sara, I think you need a "junk food Monday" (aka JFM).

So I went to the super market to bring my friends Ben and Jerry home with me. But I came back alone (pita bread and hummus doesn't count, right?). I suck at JKM.

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