My gosh. It’s awful!
After work, I went by my mother’s house to talk for a while, but she hadn’t gotten home yet… So of course, I followed my stomach to the kitchen and figured I’d munch while I waited for her. Using my quick assessment skills, I discovered that the very same Cheesecake I mentioned last night had found it’s way from my Grandmothers to my mothers. Before I even realized what I was doing, I’d already devoured half a slice and 3 large scoops of Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough swirl icecream. Eeek! Suddenly my grandmothers voice rang through my head, “no desert before real food!” Guilt quickly set in, and in an attempt to salvage my sanity I ate 2 donuts! ACK! 2 steps forward and 5 steps back! In a state of panic, I dove into the cupboard and was faced with a choice between cheetoes and fritos! Of course, I wasn’t to be trusted in that mental state, and I chose the Fritos, even though long ago I decided to never eat Fritos again, because I accidentally overheard this conversation in which people were discussing a rumor that Fritos might cause something bad, like cancer. I never liked Fritos anyway, but there I was eating them when my mom came home. So what did she do? She asked if I wanted a piece of Cheesecake! Evil woman!
I’m out of toothpaste, and I really don’t want to go to the store tonight. I’ve got far to much biology studying to finish! I tried to steal some toothpaste from my mom’s house, but she caught be, took back the paste, and said that stealing toothpaste is behavior often frowned upon. As punishment, she made me take the rest of that blasted cheesecake home, so now half of a sweet delicious cheesecake is calling my name from the fridge, and the forks are conspiring my complete destruction.
Just finished a phone call with Kiah, she says I’m way to sugar high to be of any interest.
Everything feels twitchy, but I have to attempt to sit down and study now…. it’s way to light to be 7pm…wtf…
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