Sunday afternoon

The way I eat roasted seaweed (the green wrapper sushi comes in) is similar to the way a giraffe eats leaves off a tree. Very raunchy, open mouthed, crunchy. You don't want to watch... but you can't look away.

I finally purchased hot rollers. This required me to curl my hair independent of my mother or a close friend for the first time in my life. Don't let this surprise you. I didn't blow dry my hair until I was 19. I don't own a curling iron. The first try at using the hot rollers was similar to how the first pancake never comes out right. I didn't know what I was doing. I had fresh clean hair. I left them in over 30 minutes. It looked like a 3rd grader did my hair. I was going to lunch with people from work that afternoon, too, so I panicked and straightened it.
The second try went much better. I watched youtube videos and set a timer for 10 minutes--only. I could have gone for 15.

Thankfully, despite my 3rd grade hair styling abilities and the way I eat most things, my boyfriend still loves me.

As an aside, all waitstaff please note that I base my tip primarily on your ability to refil my water glass.