in which I am the most attractive ever

Plans for this beautiful rainy day included hanging out with my biffle Pearl and finally going to see The Perks of Being a Wallflower. Instead, I found out I have pink eye. Life is so full of surprises. And eye infections.

In related disgusting news, I am fairly certain I'm gluten intolerant. In order to test this hypothesis/take some shred of responsibility for my own life, I've decided to give up gluten for a few weeks. I keep saying I'm going to do this and am generally successful for about three hours until I black out and wake up with my hand inside a loaf of bread. I'm being only slightly hyperbolic about this. Most recent experience was Wednesday, when I was mentally congratulating myself on doing so well until I looked down at the plastic bag on my kitchen counter and realized that I was in the process of chewing a cracker. Fail. But I'm serious this time! If I announce it on the internet, I have to succeed, right?