If I had just laid in my car in the Walmart parking lot practicing Lamaze, and if I had bought the Pringles labeled "Darth Vader" just because I wanted to know what their interpretation of Darth Vader's flavor was, and if I was really disappointed because they were the original kind, and if I used beverages as a coping method for stress (sometimes juice and more often diet coke), what would that make me?
A. a female, possibly a PMSing one
B. a college student
C. addicted to caffeine
D. a raving total lunatic
E. all of the above
I don't even know. Probably dramatic would have fit in there too.