Wednesday, June 15, 2005
A lot like love
You know how people (one of them might have been Harry in When Harry Met Sally) say that being in love means that the other person is the last thing you think about before you go to bed and the first thing you think about when you wake up? Well, I realized last night that, if this is true, I may very well be in love. With my cereal.
Every night as I snuggle into bed, I look toward the kitchen and think of the satisfying crunch and wholesome goodness that await me the next morning. And when I wake up, my thought process often goes like this: “Ugh, do I really have to get up? Oooh, cereal.”
Given this new realization, I am now considering marrying my cereal in a PeeWee-Herman-and-the-fruit-salad-esque ceremony. Be checking your mailboxes for invitations.
You know how people (one of them might have been Harry in When Harry Met Sally) say that being in love means that the other person is the last thing you think about before you go to bed and the first thing you think about when you wake up? Well, I realized last night that, if this is true, I may very well be in love. With my cereal.
Every night as I snuggle into bed, I look toward the kitchen and think of the satisfying crunch and wholesome goodness that await me the next morning. And when I wake up, my thought process often goes like this: “Ugh, do I really have to get up? Oooh, cereal.”
Given this new realization, I am now considering marrying my cereal in a PeeWee-Herman-and-the-fruit-salad-esque ceremony. Be checking your mailboxes for invitations.
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