What the hell?

resist the pizza, resist the pizza

so the vicous downside to living at ho ed in her absence is the incredible array of culinary delights available with each step.

i was *this* close to buying pizza.
ok, two times in the course of two blocks.

but then i remembered the horrible sight viewed on sunday.

sigh.

the thighs.
from the back.
and then.
oh, it's so bad,
the gut.

Homer is back.

As in Simpson.

I have the figure of a yellow pool pin.

Zeee carbs must go (at least for a while).

So since yesterday i've eaten only Atkins approved food.

Booooooooooring, but yet very filling.

As I told my brother tonight, the only way i'm wearing a bathing suit at the beach is by doing the coverall dance. You know, the one where you walk well covered to your beach. (ahem, waddle). And then drop trousers while laying down?

Geez.

posted by irene @ 1/27/2004 10:14:00 PM