dig(g)

well recently i've discovered that i'm not actually a hunter gatherer, but more of a digging sort. no no no, silly, not like an agrarian communist type. like, i like digging.

for example:

i ALWAYS dig up the chunks in ice cream. like i always find the cookie dough chunks, or the peanut butter mini cups, or whatever other deliciousness presents itself in chunk form, preferably in ice cream.

another example:

i ALWAYS dig up the most frosted frosted mini wheats, and MAN are they frosty! i have on occasion found one entirely frosted on both sides. i even found a double mini wheat double frosted. that was the best day of my life to date. i don't even know if a wedding would top that. you know what, to prove this, i am going to start taking pics of the mutantly covered mini wheats. done and done.

another digging example:

i love digging my elbows into people who irritate me. i have freakishly pointy elbows, so don't bother me, or try to get a rebound while i am.

example:

i dig cute boys.

another:

i like digging up information on people, usually via googling their names. okay that's not really digging stuff up, because that would be somewhat disturbing.

i am a gold digger. there, i said it. jk! i'm really not.

i also like digging things, and i really dig this song about digg (i've mentioned her before on here. she's my absolute favorite and someday she'll make it big. plus, she likes macs!):