foresight and bad nutritional choices

So I've been staking out my friendly neighborhood vending machine (more specifically the one in the cafeteria outside my office) for about a week and a half now. I've been glaring at the D4 slot in particular, where resided a horrid BROWN SUGAR & CINNAMON POP TART. Now it is common knowledge that Brown Sugar & Cinnamon is one of the lowest, most reviled pariahs in PopTartville. In fact, probably the only Tart lower down in the Pop Tart caste system are those funky blue & purple ones they make for kids that even kids don't actually wanna eat. So accordingly no one was buying this BS & C Pop Tart in D4. I certainly didn't want to buy it. YUCK. But I would stare at the Pop Tart daily just the same, as I could see, just behind it, was a STRAWBERRY FROSTED POP TART, which, I don't need to tell y'all is like, the QUEEN of PopTartville. So I was coveting this Strawberry Poptart without any realistic hopes of attaining it. It was kind of a li'l exercise in masochism. I mean, NOBODY, likes Brown Sugar & Cinnamon Pop Tarts, I had imagined it would develop a thick shroud of cobwebs, settle in and tenure itself in D4 long past its 2010 expiration date. Looking at the imprisoned "Queen Tart" I would sometimes consider composing a company-wide email imploring my coworkers to please, somebody, be merciful, buy the Brown Sugar & Cinnamon Pop Tart and take one for the team , FOR THE LOVE OF BENJI!! But then I would sigh, and think "It just wasn't meant to be, Sanny. It just...wasn't (sniff!) meant (sob) to be!!" And then I would sigh again...for emphasis.

So this afternoon, I had dashed out to the caf with the intent to buy peanut M&Ms (nemma-nems as I like to call them...I seem to retain all the cutesy verbal idiosyncrasies that my nieces outgrow...ie: "nemma-nems" and calling meatloaf "MeePo" It 's probably not as cute in me, but whatev) I wasn't even going to brood over D4. But luckily I DID glance that way and....yoooou guessed it! Oh fortuitous denoument! Happy happy joy joy! Yes, Virginia, there IS a Santy Claus-- somebody bought the accursed Brown Sugar & Cinnamon Pop Tart!!! I didn't even want a Pop Tart, but I bought it so that I could hoard it. I could see that behind Strawberry was ANOTHER Brown Sugar & Cinnamon and so if I missed out on seizing this Strawberry it would be another 2 wks before I had another opportunity. And I also got my peanut nemma-nems.

I just wanted to check in for the sake of being blog-diligent, but reeeally not much to report as of late. Hence a whopping 2 paragraphs on Pop Tarts....

Sorry chums...