Apple Tidbit Annoyances

To be honest, I have been in quite the little funk recently (RA duty calling me at 4 in da AM, Lil Salsa Bean giving me 'tude, my phone being a text message blackhole, and just an overall feeling of blah for still living in the dorms)

So, today, feeling down in the dumps and listening to the New Pornographes Challengers album on my way to class, I looked in my mailbox and discovered Tina Fey's humor-bound masterpiece. However, because I wasn't feeling too hot I tossed it in my backpack for later. Big mistake, huge. On a usual day, anything Tina Fey would have been top priority, trumping all things from social interaction to sleep. What I SHOULD have done is found a comfy chair, locked the door, and dove in.

Fast-forward to after class, weary, with a now amplified case of the blues due to an added workload. In need of food, I dragged my body to the nearest dining hall, BLOWtron, and proceeded to indulge in the greasiest of foods. In between one of my cheeseburger chomps, I caught a glimpse of the portrait of Tina Fey with hairy-man arms on the cover of "Bossypants". I had been looking for a pick-me-up all day and it finally dawned on me that she might have some potential.  I picked it up and before even opening the book was rolling with laughter. The synopsis and praise for the book on the outside cover, alone, were enough to make me hysterical. I digested the first chapter, then the next, and before I knew it a weight was lifted off my shoulders. Tina had done it again.

Feeling better already (Laughter really is the best medicine) I grabbed an apple and bounded down the stairs to meet my friend Anna Banana for coffee. Nom'ing on that Granny Smith delight, I accidentally bit off more than I could chew and got some apple skin wedged in my pearly whites. Rats! Now I would have pesky apple bits in my mouth all day. I was getting frustrated with each failed attempt to dislodge the apple bits with my tongue but then I realized something. I LOVE APPLES. And even though, from time to time, there'll be some bad bites, some apple tidbits that stick around, I still get to enjoy the great bites. The melt in your mouth ones that are enjoyed without interruption and that happen more often than not.

With this optimistic view in my sights, I trotted off to coffee, ignoring any annoyances that would try to get in the way of me and my apple.