I was all excited to try the new Blackberry flavor of Nutri-Grain cereal bars, which, along with string cheese, is usually my breakfast.
But I'm saddened at the sucktasticness of said new flavor. Thank whatever higher power may possibly exist that cheese is always a sure tasty thing.
In happier news, although I'm not big on spending a gazillion dollars on clothing and still wouldn't be even if my t&a would fit into most designer clothing, the new season of Project Runway starts tomorrow. I love watching people take next to nothing and turn it into something fantastically creative and gorgeous (usually gorgeous. Some stuff does wind up looking pretty fucking heinous).
After discovering this gorgeous British bloke on this fluffy and fun show, I promptly looked him up online to check out where I could see more of his hotness. It was then that I was once again reminded that I've never checked out the original British version of a short-lived Americanized tv show, Coupling. Thank you, Netflix, for changing that. Tomorrow, I shall watch the DVDs you've loaned me and commence with telling people to bugger off and putting the word bloody in front of everything I possibly can.
I bloody well know that's what will happen!
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