In the worst way possible. (I mean, besides being a republican. Ha!)
I have to be gluten free.
And it pisses me off.
Not because I am going to miss the gluten (because I’ve been doing it for a week and a half and, whatever, it’s fine), but because I am NOW going to have to spend half my time rolling my eyes at MYSELF. Because all this “gluten free” nonsense is annoying. I’m going to have to get myself a gluten free pinterest board and ask servers “oh excuse me, is this GLUTEN FREEEEEE??” and never eat pizza again.