Cold grilled chicken (which actually tastes great by the way), coffee, Chinese food, Doritos, Cookie Crunch, coffee, diet Coke (which I only drink because I think normal Coke is way too sweet), beer, Martini rojo (which if you still haven’t tried, you’re a loser of the first degree), coffee, Chinese food, Doritos, Cookie Crunch, coffee, diet Coke…has been my staple diet over the last week or so.
I officially establish this as my never-filling-therefore-keep-eating writing diet that has shockingly served to be very productive. I have been writing heaps this last week, so come time to write my blog unless I have cold chicken left, it’s not happening. I think it’s the size of the cold chicken and it’s utter feel good deliciousness has helped me stay glued to my computer until I finish the whole animal.
The ends justify the means. I still weigh the same so it’s all good.
(Thought this was an important detail of my life that you’d like to know.)
i thought you were raised a veggie when did you turn an animal eater and that too mindlessly?
what made you think that? i’m a pure carnivore.