Today I went to Starbucks and the glass water bottle I’ve been watching out of the corner of my eye for a year was $9.00. NINE DOLLARS.

I have discretionary money.

So I bought that water bottle.


Joey just shakes his head at me and mutters about how I’m water bottle obsessed.

I know I am.

I just can’t stand them anymore once they taste like feet, which inevitably happens. BUT glass ones aren’t supposed to have that problem.

This is me, turning over a new leaf.

(Just watch me drop The Magic New Bottle and break it.)