It's 2:30 and I'm about to start a blog. I don't know why. Wait, yes I do. It's because of hyperbole and a half and because I just drank some milk. Maybe I should explain.
Hyperbole is a wonderful and humorous blog. Go read it. Done? Good.
I was just reading about how Allie was arrested and how she coined the phase "mandatory sex party" and it made me think why don't I have crazy adventures?
Just as I was about to dive into some truly epic melancholy, my body screamed, "I'm thirsty! I'm thirsty! Get me something to drink! RIGHT NOW" So to please the beast, I went to my kitchenette and poured myself a glass of milk. Just when I was about to go back into my room, one of my apartment-mates (I have 5) comes out and asks if I was having a late night snack.
Originally, I was only going to have the glass of milk, but the mention of food made me hungry. I mumbled yes, opened a cabinet and grabbed the first thing I could: Chocolate covered granola balls. Being the creative soul (read: weird) that I am I poured the balls into my milk, thinking it'll be just like chocolate milk!
How does this explained the blog? Simply, I missed having one from my emo teen years, and I wanted to share that chocolate granola bars in milk =/ chocolate milk.