Last night was a craptacular food wise. We went to Jack-in-the-Box. I had two extreme sausage without buns so basically eggs and sausage. They were greasy goodness. My GF got chili-cheese fries. For the love of baby Jebus, I love chili-cheese fries. Needless to say I sampled one or two (dozen). I then went home and ate about 1/2 of a G&B chocolate bar. Today I feel fat. Bleh. Guys are not supposed to get bloated. This is definitely the fail.
I'm thinking of going 30donn for April, but am being a pussy and not committing. I keep making excuses. I need to figure out where I left my spiked cod piece and man up.
Life consists with wildness. The most alive is the wildest. (Thoreau)
Sadly, I have no hormones to blame for my lack of self-control. And calling it my time of the month would push me way too far over into the metro catagory. I'll just admit that they looked good and I ate them. No excuses. I do feel bloated though. I don't think it is psychological as I do not feel guilty for eating them. I just feel like my stomach expanded. Oh well, this too shall pass.
As for trade offs, I will take spiked codpieces over the hormone fest women have to deal with monthly anytime.
Yeah it is kind of funny. I'm going to join you on the 30 donbala though.