| the closest i ever get 2 being philisophical is after |
[Sep. 6th, 2006|11:56 pm] |
so for quite a while now i have been eating these potato chips. fucking delicious.
some foods demand to be eaten. the dark chocolate that you just bought, the bag of cheetos after you just smoked some weed. cold chinese food at three in the morning, even if you don't want it you eat it because its there and not eating means that you have nothing 2 break the long stretch of insomnia.
potato chips aren't like that. they hang out in your kitchen for months, filling an empty space in the cabinet. then one day you say fuck it, I'm going to have some potato chips. I want some goddamn potato chips.
and then I'm surprised by how good they are. not Lays or any of that crap. they dissolve and unravel on your tounge in all these wonderful flavors. these are the good kind, with pepper and heat.
fuckin spicy.
i should eat potato chips more often.
shit. i think i'm out of vodka. |
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