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Girls Unscripted

nothing good can come from this

CUTTING BACK

It’s a sad, sad day when you get all excited about a Friday night spent at home making snickerdoodles.

Okay, don’t get all up on your soap box to say things like: “There’s nothing wrong with a Friday night in!”  “I love snickerdoodles!”  “What I wouldn’t give to have a night off doing nothing!”

No. Just no.

You want to know why this is sad? It’s not sad because this is all I ever do. (You know, except for the snickerdoodles. That’s what I’m excited about. And not because it’s something new and different to do. We’ll get to this in a minute.). No, I like doing nothing every night. I’m a boring person.

No, I’m excited about the snickerdoodles because it’s the first sugar that I’ve had in three days because Ortego and I are CUTTING BACK. All my fellow sugar addicts out there will understand the absolute horribleness of this statement. Also, I’ve only had one coke this week. I know that doesn’t seem like a big deal, but I’m a Coca Cola addict, too. There are whole afternoons where all I think about is how I can get my hands on a coke.

This is what’s sad about my night. Not the “I’m at home doing nothing” thing. Not the “Yay! I’m excited about baking!” thing. Nope. It’s the “I’m so addicted to sugar that when Ortego told me he had to go to an Ark Geo board meeting tonight, my first thought was “I’m going to make some snickerdoodles while he’s out because I won’t feel so bad baking something I really don’t need if he’s not here to witness it.””

I am a sick, sick person.

~Anna

Also, Christina: I’m stealing your signature idea. Suck it.