Monday, July 09, 2007

I carbo-loaded because I couldn't stop

Are there any races coming up in say, the next day? Nope. But I bet I could run to work tomorrow if I wanted to. Cuz I just had a big plate of pasta, and then cooked up some pillsbury biscuits that I had lying around for the next time I try not to burn my apartment down trying to make Monkey Cake. And I'm almost finished with them. They're so good. Apparently, the suggested serving of three contains 29grams of carbohydrates. Is that even a lot? I don't know. A good friend once asked me how often I make food decisions based on calories or carbs or...something. And I realized that never in my life have I ever made a conscious decision on that. I am ignorant of what's in food. Maybe, were I a fat lazy dipshit, I should be concerned. Turns out I'm awesome though, so there's nothing I should be worried about.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

In this quicksand-like weather? You must be joking!

Try shutting off your AC and opening all the windows, you might see your appetite alter, leaving the Pillsbury man behind...

My gastronomical cravings, in the AC-less world I live in, revolve around having a slew of virgins spoon-feeding me blood orange sorbet while others lift a never ending glass of Sauvignon Blanc to my lips so that I don't have to move a muscle. Obviously in reality I'm left doing most of the spooning and drinking myself or I wouldn't be writing this shit now.