The anti-diet diet (neither, nor)
There is a game in life called “I don’t know how to drive.” The mantra of this game is I HAVE NO ARMS I HAVE NO ARMS.
if you don’t practice the mantra and the breathing techniques, your fridge will always be empty. In CSprings the grocery store was a mile and a half away, here its 6 blocks up a hill.
I should be skinnier or, otherwise, jacked. I seem to have found the happy medium of neither looking like a skeleton nor being jacked. and its called HAPPY HOUR bar food. This isn’t really a medium I guess. This is just the unmentionable alternative. Needless to say, at the moment, I am starving and my arms hurt.
DAMN YOU YOGURT, TOFU, EGGS AND RICE AND BANANAS. I WANT ME SOME CRABCAKES AND A BEER.