Current mood:	determined
Current music:	Three Days Grace - Animal I Have Become

Lemon pie, lemon piiiie
In my search for sustenance, I wandered by the vending machine this morning. Usually, it doesn't have anything interesting in it, but I keep checking out of a sense of misplaced hope. It's a long, bleak day here, sometimes.

And at any rate, today, there was a new selection in the bottom leftmost corner, and I almost missed it because of its drab brown packaging, but I leant down and behold: Lemon-Lime Turnovers.

Obviously, something or someone is making up for my food failures of the last week.

I got one up to my office and enjoyed it illicitly during my workday. It was soooooooooo delicious. Oh, god, so good. But the packaging informs me that it has almost 40% of the target amount of fat I'm trying to consume per day. And it only costs 85 cents.

I'm sorry, excuse me? Vending company? Could you please charge me five dollars each for these? Because that's the only way I'm going to be able to consume only a couple a week.

Fruit pie filling sooooo good.