if I could eat anything...
I'd inhale an extra large cheese pizza with a macaroni and cheese back. followed by spinach dip with fresh-hot-sourdough-fuck-me-harder bread. for desert, I'd gorge myself on three strawberry ice cream bars covered in milk chocolate.
but, I won't be eating that now will I?! no, I won't. I'm bigger than the craving (literally and figuratively). if I want to keep looking like fattiestum and her twin sister esmerelda jean, I can eat until springer hoists a crane through my roof and forklifts me out.
fuck. fuck. mother fuck.
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I know, I'm not helping. Sorry.
This is what I get for skipping dinner. Don't eat at 7pm, eat at 11:30pm. Yes - that's a winner of a diet plan.
Delicious. Oops. Sorry, Katie. I'm a real fucking food pusher tonight. The Jewish mother thing?
And now that my fetus is getting bigger, my stomach is under my boobs and I can only eat small bits at a time...No matter, I continue to eat 3 cups of whole wheat macaroni, washed down by half a container of chocolate milk, and then get heartburn like you can't imagine...
Katie, come over, I'll make you lunch.
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(btw, I e-stalked you all the way from over at LD's place)