stinkydog

This morning after I rushed to get Barclay to his vet appointment and Fergus in to be x-rayed, I realized I needed to stop and get something to eat before I started getting the low-sugar shakes. Now, I'm not prepared to defend the following, so I'll just say that hunger led me to one of those "off" 7-11s--you know, not the real 7-11 but one of those places where they don't have air conditioning and they sell brands that sound like they might be legit, but aren't like Mrs. Pepperbridges or something. Anyway (in case you're wondering, I am STILL not at the indefensible part)...ANYWAY, I'm at this place, starting to feel queasy and so I bought... mini powdered donuts. Don't ask me why. I probably haven't eaten these things since I was 8 years old, but for whatever reason, I felt the need. So,I buy the off-brand mini powdered donuts and open them in the car so I can have a quick bite because now I really have the low sugar-shakes and...they're wet.

oh god. I... Wow. I have no idea what to do with this. Wet. Donuts.

In the middle of a fairly busy street, I came to a complete stop. Then I opened my door, spit out the donut in my mouth, emptied the rest into the street and drove on my way.

happy monday yall. it can only go up from here, right?