well then

It's so strange to me that reading about food has such a strong impact on my stomach. Seriously. I've been reading The Hunger Games and every time food is mentioned my stomach goes berserk with growling.

So, I made some hash browns this morning, for the first time ever. It was really more like potato sticks...

Man, I hope my allergies (STUPID SPRINGTIME) start to clear up soon - they're starting to affect my mood. I woke up so angry this morning; when I turned my alarm off at 9am, and then again when I actually got up around 11am.

So, really the hash browns were more like lunch.

And for Linner, we went to Red Robin (around 3pm).

This post is total stream of consciousness and clearly doesn't make a lick of sense.

Why am I even blogging right now? I should be packing.

XX

(P.S. I was going to put a song from The Hunger Games soundtrack, but they all suck.)