Et tu Icee?

Why does everyone and everything hate me? I may be a bit cold, but I’m not THAT bad.

I went to Target today during lunch, driving my dad’s car because mine decided to stop working again, and they didn’t have what I went for. This is expected from Target, not a huge blow.

The icee flavor of the moment is raspberry lemonade. “Yum.” I think, as I’m about to stand in line. What a lovely color it is, not unlike the color of this blog. And then I get my old self up closer, I should really look into getting an eye exam, but my insurance doesn’t cover it. Light—with splenda! Splenda in my ICEE! Is nothing sacred!! There have been wars fought over less!

At least this time they warned me in advance. Only my hopes got crushed. Not my tastebuds.
How could so much pink be so much evil?