I really needed a treat yesterday afternoon.
I considered my choices and my desires: a Frosty from Wendy’s®, a jar of Jif® and a spoon, going home early from work since PretentiousBoss was out, adopting a dog over my lunch hour, or taking a long stroll down to the library.
Being the most practical, and best for the cardiovascular system, the library won out.
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Currently wearing: black cardigan, tight black short-sleeved shirt, long wine skirt, black boots, huge diamond.
Currently reading: Alternating between Roman by Polanski and The Complete Book of M*A*S*H
Currently listening to: Marcy Playground (1997)
Currently forced to: Drink more water than I can handle.
Currently grateful for: My health, such as it is.
Thanks for dropping by. I'm Meg, and I write offbeat stories about media and the culture that shapes us.
I have one foot firmly planted in today and one in a pink kitchen in a suburb in 1957. It's not that I want to live in the past; I just love the aprons. I also have a thing for horror movies.
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