Phoenix

[pen_grunt]

Oh Phoenix. I did not miss a single thing about you, truly.

I walked through the airport, and every time I reached another part, it was like: ugh. This again.

I craved something sweet and purchased an unintentionally enormous pack of sweet tarts and a pack of gummy bears from the hotel gift shop. They were 6$ together, but they'll last me the week. I opened them. I decided to see where our ballroom would be. I accidentally stumbled upon the Team Beachbody elite leadership conference.

I stood in the doorway for a while eating candy and looking decidedly un-beachbodyish right now before realizing that I was conspicuous.

One of these things was not like the other...and that thing was me.

I gave zero fucks. Sweet Tarts are delicious.

Comments

[eyelid.livejournal.com]

I would have been staring at you in pity because you were eating sweet tarts instead of real candy made of chocolate.

[pen-grunt.livejournal.com]

All their chocolate was filled with weird novelty things like scorpion parts and cactus jelly. I was having none of it.

[eyelid.livejournal.com]

omfg phoenix

how does a city fuck up chocolate