Ouch!
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
My think I bruised my tailbone when I fell off the diet wagon this weekend. It's interesting to think about how food affects a person - especially when that person is me, and food is one of my favorite things. Ever. In the whole, wide world.

Time to get back up on the horse, it's a fresh day and a new start, etc. I'm lacking the proper cliched, overused phrase, but you know what I mean -- it means that I'm going to eat that leftover whole wheat pasta for dinner tonight.

In other news, have you ever noticed that the good french fries are always stuck in the rear, lower portion of the fry holder? What the hell is that?! I shouldn't have to dig around. Whatever. Trans fats make me cranky.