Exhibit ONE: Sarah's hand full of Swedish Fish she is going to snack on.
Exhibit TWO: Sarah starts working and eating the Swedish Fish.
Exhibit THREE: Sarah looks down and says (sometimes out loud) "Where the hell did all my Swedish Fish go!?!?"
Ladies and gentlemen of my blogosphere, I am not convinced I am a stress-eater, but am convinced I'm going to call facility services and have them start looking out for a VERY CHUBBY gnome who steals my candy. (I mean... it's the most likely answer, is it not?)
Hey, and in WAY different news... if you want information on events going on at the Salt Palace, use a nice little tool Ima call "Google." Mostly because 8 out of 10 times (yeah, that's also 4 out of 5. Way to pay attention in school...) all I do is google the conference and tell you what I find online. PEOPLE ARE STUPID.
3 comments:
That amount of candy is nothing. You should see the pounds of Sour Patch Kids I eat.
why are your swedish fish orange, aren't they usually red? clearly i stick anything in my mouth, and don't even know the color of it, hence that is what i got stuck on in your post, not the point about stress eating
If you find that gnome I would certainly appreciate it if you could sternly question him on the whereabouts of my cookies. I mean, how many batches of cookies does a girl need to make in one week?!
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