Charity Cake Doesn't Have Calories, Right?
Ok, so day one in "step away from the pies" - how did I do?
I ate cake. BUT, let me explain. It was charity cake. And the woman said "do you like cake? it's for charity and it's only 50p". Let's be fair, look at me, obviously I like cake. This woman obviously knew her target audience. And it was only 50p. So I could either say yes and eat the cake, or say no and look like I'm morally against leukaemia fighting cake and therefore scum. So I ate cake. However, I had plain toast for breakfast, a packet of French Fries for break (101 calories!) and NO chocolate or fizzy feel-good. The cake was a blip, caused by my own good hearted and charitable nature. The karma from the cancer cake surely balances out the calories. THIS IS MY THEORY AND I'M STICKING TO IT.
In other news, I've just finished reading My Shit Life So Far by Frankie Boyle and my love for him has reached new heights. I LOL'd 4 times in the opening 2 pages. The only other time I've LOL'd at a book was Peter Kay's "The Sound of Laughter", and that was only once in the middle where he's talking about going on a school trip with his dad's motorway maintenance hi-vis jacket on and the imagery it brought up tickled me good and proper.
I can't decide if I love this song or not.
I ate cake. BUT, let me explain. It was charity cake. And the woman said "do you like cake? it's for charity and it's only 50p". Let's be fair, look at me, obviously I like cake. This woman obviously knew her target audience. And it was only 50p. So I could either say yes and eat the cake, or say no and look like I'm morally against leukaemia fighting cake and therefore scum. So I ate cake. However, I had plain toast for breakfast, a packet of French Fries for break (101 calories!) and NO chocolate or fizzy feel-good. The cake was a blip, caused by my own good hearted and charitable nature. The karma from the cancer cake surely balances out the calories. THIS IS MY THEORY AND I'M STICKING TO IT.
In other news, I've just finished reading My Shit Life So Far by Frankie Boyle and my love for him has reached new heights. I LOL'd 4 times in the opening 2 pages. The only other time I've LOL'd at a book was Peter Kay's "The Sound of Laughter", and that was only once in the middle where he's talking about going on a school trip with his dad's motorway maintenance hi-vis jacket on and the imagery it brought up tickled me good and proper.
I can't decide if I love this song or not.
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