I'm drinking my first iced coffee of the season.
(Please excuse my kind of man-ish looking hand. Bad angle.)

And I have a huge life-affecting zit on the corner of my mouth perilously close to my bottom lip and it's giving me a slight "does she have lip herpes" look. I was 15 minutes late trying to leave the house because I haven't actually DEALT with a mammoth zit like this since I was like 14 and I have forgotten how to pop pimples like a civilized woman and NOT in a way that makes my whole chin flare up which is what I ended up doing this morning and was NOT able to correct.
Gotta love a run-on sentence.
Also--remember how I posted about Outback's cheese fries and how they are so bad for you?
Well.....two Sundays or so ago, my roommate, my boyfriend and myself were sitting in our usual spots in the living room watching TV. We were hungry and someone (maybe me?) threw out the possibility of maybe taking a cab up to 23rd and 6th Avenue for a little lunch at Outback. I may have mentioned how delicious the fries looked so before we even got there we knew we wanted those fries and of course--the Bloomin' Onion.


We ended up spending $100. To make the purchase feel justified we took the subway home.
Later that night we ordered fried chicken, fried green tomatoes, mashed potatoes, macaroni and creamed spinach from Birdie's, an amazing little Southern food place on 1st Avenue and 14th Street.
The moral of this story is that I have a very hard time staying on a diet.
Please excuse the quality of the pics. I only had my phone and between you, me, and the keyboard, 1.5 megapixels looks like SHIT.