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so, well... I'm eating. kind of. I've got this hangover that's affecting me pretty badly as far as emotions go; physically it's not too bad. I ate three and a half smallish meatballs in tomato sauce, four pieces of bowtie pasta, and some peas. I didn't intend or try to eat so little, it's just that I picked at it so slowly and with itty bites and every time I put a bite in my mouth I kept chewing and chewing and chewing until it was actually kind of grossly mushy and then I would just sit there with it in my mouth because I really didn't want to swallow it.
But then I got a sugar craving and sent The Boy to the store with a list like this : lava cake, ice cream, cotton candy, marshmallows, cough syrup, marzipan ritter bar, dark chocolate bar, assorted candies.
ohhhh boyyyyy.... but it's okay, I know it's okay.
But then I got a sugar craving and sent The Boy to the store with a list like this : lava cake, ice cream, cotton candy, marshmallows, cough syrup, marzipan ritter bar, dark chocolate bar, assorted candies.
ohhhh boyyyyy.... but it's okay, I know it's okay.