Cookies Are The Devil's Food

Don't you hate it when you see a person that you really SHOULD know but you just can't put a finger on who they are or how you know them? I just did that at Subway and felt like such a dumb fuck. The girl working there was talking to me like she knew but all I could do was look at her blankly and laugh like an idiot. I imagine I must have partied with her at some point. Oh well...

I drove back to Marquette today. It was horrible because 10 minutes into my ride, my stereo decides to blow a fuse! I had to drive in complete silence. I never realized until now how much the radio keeps me awake. I guess I must have known after my forehead repeatedly thwacked against the steering wheel and I was drooling all over myself.

I had my last "bad" meal today. The sad part is that my "bad" meal was probably healthier than what most people eat for supper. I had a low fat turkey wrap, low fat potato chips, and a small cookie from Subway. And I was feeling SINFUL! The weird part is that I really didn't enjoy the chips or cookie. I moreso ate them because I liked the thought of eating them. My taste buds have changed apparently. I tried a french fry last week and it tasted awful.

You guys should be happy. At least you don't have to hear the french fry song anymore. Tomorrow is the first day of South Beach Diet Hell. Let the good times roll.