aka, days that totally blow.
I'd say something along the lines of "thank goodness it's the weekend," but it's hardly a change anymore. Apart from the little shindig at Marshelle's, all it means is that class won't get in the way of my work.
At least I'm eating a sundae cup though! That's worth something.
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was it a good sundae cup? did it satisfy the birdcage in your soul? i had two sugar free ice cream sandwiches that were pretty deeee-licious.
funny how when i'm in binge mode (read: eating tons and tons of tasty shit) it is far less tasty than when i have a moderate amount of said tasty shit.
also funny is how i have begun to associate kant's notion of good/bad to my experiences with food. for instance, a plateful of popcorn shrimp and fries from outback is very very good in terms of sensory taste, and yet very not-so-good in terms of health, waistline, etc.
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