Preparation begins
So, only 4 more days until the diet from hell begins, and I’m prepping all the food I want to eat this weekend. I know, I know this is incredibly immature of me, but I can’t help wanting to just experience all that lovely stuff I won’t be able to eat in large quantities ever again, all that stuff that I probably won’t be able to digest again without the need for an emergency room visit, all that yummy, impossibly unhealthy, awesome food I have become addicted to.
So! like a very annoying child, I’m saying to everyone in my life “feed me, feed me, where ya gonna take me to eat?” pretty much every 10 minutes. All weekend long. Be grateful you’re just reading this or you’d have to do it too.
In other news, I have a terrible splitting headache and I am really hoping it goes away and fast. It’s hard to concentrate on anything, especially teetiny financial data, with your head pounding.
