But you just don't care?
In fact, the extra LBs kinda makes you WANT to have a binge day, and you even go so far as to plan it out?
Welcome to my Thursday.
And to celebrate the steady climb in my waist size, this is what I had for lunch.
And your eyes are not deceiving you - that's 3/4 of a cake.
That last bit I saved for dessert tonight.
See, I have SOME self-control.
According to the nutritional label, I figure that to be about 900 calories worth of cake, in the span of 8 minutes.
And guess what?
I still don't give a fuck.
It's not a bad mood-type thing...not at all. Just an I-don't-care thing. And an I-spend-too-much-time-worrying-about-my-fat-ass thing.
Onto the Cheetos.