Comin' Back At Ya

I don't know what I ate on Friday that made me sick, but, holy cow, how in the hell do bulimics do it? Maybe it's the difference between feeling nauseous and not. The ironic thing is that I ate healthy on Friday. I had fruit, and canned chicken sandwich, and a yogurt. It was probably the fruit, but, I tell ya, it was the chicken that came back most memorably, it'll be a while before I go back to that food stuff. Of course, I was only eating it because it's inexpensive and this is a month when I need to pinch pennies. You know, you can't win. At least I lost 2 pounds. Yeah, still don't think it was worth it. So, I kind of fasted this weekend.; by the way, the Superbowl isn't as fun without a pizza. Hey, I missed Halloween pizza because of my wisdom teeth extraction and now this. I'd better get to eat chili dogs during the World Series or there's going to be hell to pay. Is it odd that my entire life revolves are food? Yeah, didn't think so. Thank God it wasn't a long weekend so at least I was at home and not visiting my dad or something. Yuck.