Granola?

I think I'm becoming one of those "granola" people. I mean, I bought burlap Toms for goodness sake! I feel guilty throwing out trash (and oh my goodness, my roommate and her fiance who is over all the time fill up the kitchen trash can almost once a day; it's killing me). I'm being all "we should recycle that milk jug rather than throw it out." And I've started bringing my own bags to the grocery store (though part of that is just because I feel like we don't need all those teeny tiny grocery bags because we don't have that many teeny tiny garbage cans). I've also started doing yoga. And I like it! That stretchy feeling that you have during and right afterward is soooo niiiiice. If only I had a puppy dog to cuddle right afterward, that would be awesome. And to top it off, I like indie music and quirky coffee shops. Oh no; I'm becoming the female version of my grad advisor! *head desk* Ok, I refuse to start wearing socks with Chaco sandals or dressing like Laura Ingalls Wilder. I like the LOFT, dammit! Their clothes make me happy! Ok, maybe I won't become too granola. Whew.