I don't remember if I was told I would be eating what I ate, but I don't remember the last time I went into a taste test knowing exactly what I was about to sample. Maybe I should. Anyway, I ate enough during this taste test to skip dinner. But I promised I would be home eventually to eat dinner. What awaited me at the dinner table? Spaghetti. I love spaghetti ... but I don't know if I love it after eating five of what I had just an hour before. Still, I ate it all.
Do you know what goes well with spaghetti? Pop. And I had a can of Pepsi I took from the Vikings game waiting for me in the refrigerator for a food like this. But I couldn't just haul it out to the table because my parents will then lecture me about how I need to avoid drinking sugary soft drinks. (And they would be right.) So what I do (and what I have done since I have gone back to drinking pop regularly in the last, oh, few months) is sneak the can or bottle into my bedroom and drink it there.
So I did that just now. But it's been about two hours after I ate the spaghetti. The Pepsi tastes great tonight, I'm just responding like that. But there's something ... I don't know, I guess "missing" as I am drinking the Pepsi tonight. I feel the need to eat something as I am drinking the Pepsi. And so I just ate a bag of chips, which I also took from the Vikings production, so the pop had something to wash down.
So, since about 4:30, I ate a lot of (taste test food), spaghetti, Pepsi and chips. And I still have a pastry Mother made (and Father set aside for me for lunch, along with a banana) to finish, and I should finish it tonight. Oh, and I still have coffee from work.
I am feeling fat because I am getting fat because I am fat.
And I wonder why my HDL is too high and my LDL is too low.
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