Fried Wonton's Please!

Today…


As I was walking in to work this morning there was a slightly nibbled on King Size Nestle Crunch bar just half hanging out of the wrapper – just poking out tempting me like Cindy Crawford’s cleavage. I actually imagined myself down on all fours like a raccoon picking up the chocolate bar, cleansing it in the nearby puddle, and then stuffing it greedily into my mouth savouring the snap crackle chocolatey pop that is Nestle Crunch Bar goodness. Everywhere I go there seems to be some form of temptation.


My motto used to be “If it’s fried, I’ll eat it”. Right now I want something fried so bad I can hardly stand it. I live WALKING DISTANCE from MEI MEI China and when I go outside my apartment I can smell fried wontons, and they have these really good sweet cream cheese filled wontons that are sooo delicious.


The thing is I don’t know how long I can go before I finally just give in and stuff myself full of fried food until I pop. Just the thought of overeating right now is like the thought of having the cast of LOST in my living room on Quaaludes with a 5 gallon bucket of ice cream and magic shell – it’s freaking mind blowing… MIND BLOWING!!!!


Last Night…


Dinner is cooking in the oven, steak smothered in stewed tomatoes with rosemary, garlic, and onions. It smells good, but it’s not a lot of food, and it isn’t piled on top of a plate of pasta and then sprinkled with a bucket of parmesan cheese. But I did just work out – 1 hour of cardio, and a chest and shoulder workout that was so painful satan asked me if he could implement it in hell. My Russian workout partner is always pushing me to knew heights and sometimes I want to kick him in the teeth so bad. I am not normally a violent person, but weightlifting makes me angry.


I plan to binge at the end of March – one binge day at the end of each month before Hawaii– which only gives me two binge days – followed by a bout of extreme vomiting and overdosing of laxatives. I DESERVE a break and I need something to look forward to, and I look forward to binge day the way I look forward to Christ's return... of course that is an exaggerated hyperbole...