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i swear. eating in the caf. is my diet plan. i am forever sitting in my room like 'man... i sure am hungry! i could totaly eat a horse.' then when i get up there and swipe my card im thinking 'well... maybe im not as hungry as i thought. i could prolly eat a porcupine.' then when i get up there and actualy serve myself im thinking 'well fuck me. im not hungry in the slightest.'
i just did that. i went up there, hungry as can be, served myself a bowl of 'eggs' and a large salad and sat down... i started eating the 'eggs' and quickly realized that i didnt want them... i took about 2 bites out of the salad before i realized how nasty this bastardization of balsamic vinagret was... so i quit...
im not as hungry as i was, but i sure didnt eat enough.
LieS.
i just did that. i went up there, hungry as can be, served myself a bowl of 'eggs' and a large salad and sat down... i started eating the 'eggs' and quickly realized that i didnt want them... i took about 2 bites out of the salad before i realized how nasty this bastardization of balsamic vinagret was... so i quit...
im not as hungry as i was, but i sure didnt eat enough.
LieS.