here's to clarity. through hershey bars with almonds.

peanuts, walnuts, cashews, almonds, pecans... why, oh why, do they insist on constantly sneaking up on me in perfectly good foods?

inserted right inside a perfectly good muffin, brownie, or candy bar, there they lie. waiting patiently for me to take a bite. waiting for the look of disappointment to wash over my face as i hit something crunchy in the midst of my something soft and/or sweet.

these silly things are perfectly fine by themselves... why do they insist on taking over the things that are just fine without them. selfish, i tell you.

many people enjoy the crunchiness of nuts inserted into their plethora of foods. i, on the other hand, do not. i do not deem it neccessary to ruin a perfectly good, plain-looking muffin [that of which i just tried in my kitchen three minutes ago], with unidentifiable, presumably pecan-ish things in the middle. unacceptable. they should at least be labled. alas. there they laid (lied? i call myself an english major. to my dismay, neither of these seem correct. perhaps i should stick with 'there they were'. too late now, i suppose.), no label. just four lonely muffins, slightly glazed on top, one cut in half. still, even cut in half, looking innocent enough to rip some off and taste. to my horror, something crunchy dispersed iniside my mouth, contrasting the sweet and soft. ruined, i tell you.

you know, now that i think about it, i enjoy hershey bars with almonds. but those are clearly labeled. 'buy this', the advertisements say, 'three hershey bars with almonds for only two seventy five'. the tag on the shelf they lay on in the store, the wrapper itself. clearly labeled for my behalf. unidentifiable nut-crossings are avoided.

unlike those muffins in my kitchen downstairs. unlabeled. in a clear plastic container that took me all of three seconds to open and smell. or restaurant brownies. topped in nuts, but not in the menu picture. or those damned chocolates in the valentine's day boxes; always unclear, always unsafe. maybe i don't want those nuts. maybe i want only the caramel. they don't know.

labels are keys to success in this world. but that's another story.

maybe i'm just sleepy.

slash weird.