i just ordered THREE 28-oz. containers of STRAWBERRY PURE SOY ISOLATE POWDER. they only cost a total of $35! PLUS, shipping is only FOUR DOLLARS! such a deal. i’m feeling more energized, just sitting here realizing that i’m not going to run out of STRAWBERRY PURE SOY ISOLATE POWDER for a very, very long time. (the energy might also be due to the iced tea i’m drinking, but i like to think it’s just because of my good thoughts.)
i’d kind of like to try the CHOCOLATE version, but i guess i’ll be drinking the strawberry kind for a year or so.
ok, so i’m sitting here, and a guy pulls up on a big motorcycle, with some song blaring from it, i can’t remember what it is now, but it was some kind of older rock song, very popular…and he gets off the motorcycle and says hi, and i say hi, and he says, beautiful weather, isn’t it, and i say, there’s no REASON to be inside today, and we chat a bit.
but he didn’t offer me any ice cream.
perhaps i was flirting? i don’t know. it just felt like talking. i guess i’m not entirely clear on the difference between just talking and flirting. i smiled at him; does that constitute flirting? surely not. perhaps if i’d smiled ALLURINGLY at him. he’d probably just have thought i was a mental case. (not that i’m not).
is it too late to go get some ice cream? i have about 20 minutes till i have to give a massage.
probably too late.
i could always opt for the $10.99 ribeye.
there’s always something.
ok then, on this beautiful tuesday afternoon,
grace