It's somewhere in the five in the morning mark and az strikes again. I am proud to announce the completion of the introductory and first body paragraph of my economic essay. All in about over five hours work and somewhere along the way: two cups of steep tea, one orange, a dozen fuzzy peach rings, one bottle of water, one salad with Italian dressing, one yogourt, and the next thing I find in my fridge. Yes, I am aware of the, "It's bad to eat before sleeping," theory but I'm not about to go to sleep anytime soon right? And since I'm on a roll with the whole in denial thing: I'm sure moving my fingertips MUST burn a fair amount of calories, walking to the washroom should be considered exercise...oh and let's not forget the long trek UP the stairs to the kitchen in search of more food...
Yesterday my mom officially acknowledged my compulsive need to be munching on something while studying. She claims that when I move out I will no longer have access to "munchies" and will consequently lose weight...Ha! The woman's funny. I have every intention to have my complete meal plan and my regular "brain food" grocery lists for the dorm.
Yesterday my mom officially acknowledged my compulsive need to be munching on something while studying. She claims that when I move out I will no longer have access to "munchies" and will consequently lose weight...Ha! The woman's funny. I have every intention to have my complete meal plan and my regular "brain food" grocery lists for the dorm.
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