Eleanor Rigby

I left the house to get some greek yogurt and fruit for tomorrow morning's breakfast and I came back with this instead:

In my own defence, it was raining outside and I didn't have an umbrella, so walking beyond the 7-11 wasn't in my best interests. And ice cream is at least in the same food group, right? (As for the Nylon, I've read every issue of GQ in the house that I'm staying at. Might as well follow that up with some truly intellectual pursuits like reading about the "summer's coolest beachwear.") I did, however, resist purchasing a scratch ticket--mainly because I live in fear of 7-11 employees judging me.

Next thing you know, I'm going to leave the house for a business meeting and come back having adopted a cat with bladder problems.

Okay, enough griping. Time to truly live up to the stereotype by watching last night's episode of Girls while consuming above ice cream.