Mar 23, 2009 22:43
Comfort food in moderation, this I have adopted as my new motto. Corollary: Do not, repeat not, spazz out on animal crackers ("ooh! just like the ones Mom used to put in our lunchboxes!"). Because eventually, your stomach is going 'Yo! Control! Can we get some actual, y'know, TASTE EXCITEMENT down here?!' And you are forced to tell it no, as you've suddenly realised that between this and the crackers and the toast, you've frittered your entire day's calorie allowance away on gluten-based substances.
So you get this incredibly bleah, heavy feeling, and meanwhile your stomach is still whining, and you eventually have to eat a handful of baked BBQ chips to shut it up. Which is an uneasy compromise at best, believe you me.
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