It's true, I've been enjoying a lot of the good life lately, but my jeans were so tight I thought I might be up the duff.
Well....
Happily, that wasn't the case.
Although this should be a comfort it isn't. Why, you ask? Because it simply means I have to STOP EATING!@#$%^&*( I mean seriously. I have to get it back in check. No more 2 Hershey bars a day, no more sampling of every bolognese pasta in Los Angeles, no more of Arriane's brownies or Susie's cakes.
This is so depressing. I'll have to be hungry for the next month to get back to normal. Being over forty blows.
Where can I get a tapeworm?
Love,
Katie
Well....
Happily, that wasn't the case.
Although this should be a comfort it isn't. Why, you ask? Because it simply means I have to STOP EATING!@#$%^&*( I mean seriously. I have to get it back in check. No more 2 Hershey bars a day, no more sampling of every bolognese pasta in Los Angeles, no more of Arriane's brownies or Susie's cakes.
This is so depressing. I'll have to be hungry for the next month to get back to normal. Being over forty blows.
Where can I get a tapeworm?
Love,
Katie
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