So it's like, Brown Cow plain yogurt already pretty much has the cream and the whey separated. The whey just kind of pools up at the top after you scoop away the cream. That diminishes last post's achievement (I used Straus European-style yogurt, which is mixed more uniformly), but only a bit...I guess.
Should I go on about how much I think about yogurt these days? How much I enjoy it and how I think those little single-serving Brown Cows with the fruit in the bottom are the ultimate snack? I tried the raspberry one yesterday...so fucking good. And the cherry vanilla one? Or was it French vanilla? I don't remember. Too amazing. Swallowed it in like two gulps.
Uh...what is this blog about again? I don't know.
Anyway a mosquito just bit my fucking face.
No, that's not what I was going to say. I was going to say something like:
Anyway, there's this greek-style yogurt that they sell at the natural foods store that is the most expensive of all, but I don't want to try it because it has an unattractive logo. And the color scheme on the packaging is really bad. It's like the color of nausea. Fuck that shit. I mean...I have standards. They may be shallow and aesthetic, but they are there.
Oh yeah, I guess this is a good thing to write about: I think I'm happier than I've ever been in my life. No, I don't have a girlfriend. I didn't just get a lot of money. I didn't score a killer job. I just really really like where I am.
And yogurt. I like yogurt.
Love,
Jason
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