short and sweet and mildly embarrassing

I just got back from the grocery store.
Buying groceries is evil when you just get paid, because you want to buy all kinds of shit that looks and/or sounds good. So to my dismay, my birthday check from my parents hadn't gone through, so I had to put some shit back at check-out.

Sure I put back fries and veggie burgers and rice and a frozen dinner thing of sorts, but did I give up the little tub of ice cream? I think not.

I'm a glutton.
Whatever.
I've embraced it long ago.