Posts Tagged ‘cereal’

Summer Faves


Hi, sweet petunias! And dudes. I’m sure guys don’t enjoy being called sweet petunias. Moving on. This fine Tuesday brought to me my summer faves. First off, I rolled out of bed after getting 10 hours of sleep. How can that not be a favorite? Then, I trotted downstairs to my all-time favorite food: I […]

What up, cupcakes! Do you ever feel guilty for sleeping for 12 hours? I don’t. But I do feel like I’m wasting my day! After a solid 12, I awoke at noon needing the john, a coffee and some breakfast. In that order. Luckily for you, I only photographed breakfast. (EWI’MGROSS.) In the container: smidgen […]



What up, boos! The boys and girls of the Jersey Shore may have their GTL (gym, tan, laundry), but I have my own version: GTE. Gym. Tan. Eat. Lez go. I woke up at the early hour of 11:30am. Not early, you say? You would be correct. I’m soaking up being lazy and sleepy for […]

Bet I Bust


Hi, sticky buns! On any given morning, I wake up with a different dream. Today, the dream came as clear as Brita-filtered water. “I want to go to San Francisco.” It was my first real thought of the day (other than, “What day is it?”). Closely following this, I read Brooke‘s latest post. For those […]

Visual Stories


Hi poptarts! Despite being out last night, doing a little of this: I woke up at 6:30am wanting to tell you all about it! Thursday started off as any class-ridden day starts– with a little breakfast love: I then packed up for several hours of classes. Packing a lunch? Old-school and oh-so-necessary: To continue the […]

What up, pups! I am sincerely sorry for being a cray cray sporadic blogger as of late! I probably shouldn’t take it so seriously, but I really do feel guilty when I skimp out on a day I usually post. The past four years of journalism classes have ingrained certain journalistic qualities into my brain […]

What up, boos! How was your April 1? Honestly, I’m not into the April Fools’ Day thang. Not only am I not a prankster, but I’m also a really bad liar. Y’all know too much about me and would catch on in a hot second. And maybe this is rude/mean/negative, but I’m rarely amused by […]