Monday Morning:
Oh, crap. I don’t have anything to eat. Okay, tonight I’ll go to the grocery store, for sure. Right after work, straight to the grocery store.
Monday Afternoon:
Screw the store, I’ll go tomorrow. I’m pretty sure there’s some shit in the cabinet somewhere.
Tuesday Morning:
Today, for sure. Store. We’re going to do it hardcore. Get pumped.
Tuesday Afternoon:
I’m sure there’s leftover whatever shit there was in the cabinet last night.
Wednesday Morning:
Okay, I’m eating half an English Muffin because the other half had been decimated by mold. For protein, a handful of pickle-flavored sunflower seeds. Tonight, store. No more screwing around.
Wednesday Afternoon:
I fear that eating seeds for an entire day may have affected my mood. Also, fuck the store.
Thursday Morning:
This is cool. I got up early today, I can go to the store before work.
Thursday Afternoon:
Damn you TNT for lining up a series of movies that I don’t really want to watch, but that when smashed together make it just appealing enough to not go to the store.
Friday Morning:
We’ve got the whole weekend to go to the store. No problem.
Sunday Afternoon:
I’m far too sad about the weekend being over to go to the store. Just let me lay on the couch and allow my body to rot in peace.