1/4 white piri chicken, fires, bread, ice cream, triple burger, fries, onion rings, shake.
Terrible, isn't it?
Well, it tasted damn good.
No point in feeling guilty about enjoying any of it.
So what am I going to do?
Well, for one thing, I'm dry docking this fucker until I move. After that, I begin again. I'll try to be more conscientious about what I eat until then but to be honest, right now I have too much going on elsewhere. Besides, any food that I eat now appears to be super-concentrated into energy that gets expelled by stress. Not healthy. I know. Anyway, see you in a month.