Now that is the soundtrack to fat angsty girls filling their Live Journals with comic sans.

I guess, in cases like these, "independent" is just a nice way of saying "lonely."

With every ingredient that recipe got grosser and grosser. Also, eating vegetables doesn't count when they're covered in fat. And is it me or did those measurements lok completely different than the amount she put in?

feeding the already fat...the country of Ethiopia likes this

I started laughing at the pre-cut bagged pepperoni...but then the music bored me back to not giving a shit again.

The first ingredient is . . . a pound of cream cheese. The second ingredient is . . . a pound of sour cream. And then a terrible sadness settles over me.

Five stars for the left's hatred of fat people.

pet peeve: "recipe"s that are just 4 or 5 really gross, processed foods mixed together.

oh god i should have know who simply sara was. this just got even sadder.

Each ingredient was more astonishing than the last. By the end of this my expression was so incredulous you would have thunk I just had witnessed the entire mixture get up and perform a musical number.

Well, she could be sharing it with a dozen or so friends.
But I get the feeling she's eating it by herself with some bad white wine and a Sex and the City box set.

please stop eatting..

please stop..

oh honey no.