Cake Should Be a Lie

Really it should! Last night I had some delicious black forest cake, the piece was a little bigger than I wanted but I really really wanted cake. So to curve my cake need I took a massive piece (by this I mean like half the cake, but that's only minor detail) and played some classic Nintendo. By the time my fiance got home I felt like 500 lbs and greasy. So we went out shopping for a shower curtain and a microphone so my fiance can talk to our friend in Calgary. But he hadn't had dinner yet so he stopped at Burger King for food, so in order to prevent my theiving of his cardiac in a bowl he bought me some onion rings. So on top of feeling already 500 lbs I ate some more grease. Word to the wise don't ever eat half of a cake and then end it off with some god awful onion rings that left you wanting to die afterwards. So I feel like garbage today, trying to look at my tummy from all god awful angles trying to figure out why I hate myself so much to eat that much garbage in a single evening. And I think I came up with an answer, I felt like eating them.... I know it's so simple that no one would have EVER thought of it, but that's what I think. So I think today to congratualte myself on eating what I wanted without thinking of the reprocussions I will buy myself and Ice Cap. I may feel like vomiting later, but if I do then I know that the calories that I injested yesterday are now obeslete and that means I can have the other half of the cake guilt free but this time without the onion rings.