Mmmmmm cookies.
Stupid asshole at work yesterday was walking by my cubicle and saw my HUGE box of Famous Amos cookies sitting on my desk. What does he say? "So you're saying goodbye to being skinny, huh?"
Nice. Real nice.
My reply: "Actually, the box has 14 servings, which I plan to abide by."
Which, of course I don't. I just wanted to see how cost effective it was for me to buy the box versus the bags from the vending machines. And I remember quite easily taking note - because the number was so unexplainably high - that there's no way I'd make the box last through 14 sessions*.
Which is why I am currently stuffing my face with them as a lunch hor d'oeuvre.
Happy weekend and happy gouging!
*Yes, I called them sessions. Because they're blissfully enjoyable, just like the other sessions you're thinking of.
