Okay, I am tipsy on a glass of wine and a doubleshot of whiskey.
I haven’t been drinking much these days so just that little bit of booze is having it’s way with me.
I really want to order pizza but I know I shouldn’t. Not gonna. Not gonna. NOT GONNA.
NO FUCKING PIZZA.
I have no idea where I’m at calorie-wise. Let me do some math… Actually, including the glass of red wine and the whiskey, I only took in about 1525 calories today.
And work was fucking brutal. I was jogging around in a full sweat for about 2.5 hours. ((-???cals)) And then minus 400cals riding my bike.
No wonder I’m fucking hungry.
Maybe I should order pizza? But no. I know if I order pizza, I will eat half of a medium pizza in one sitting. That’s like 2000 calories or something stupid. IDK.
Uhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Fuck. All I have is raw fruits/veggies and then toast and eggs, none of which sounds appealing, and pasta sauce but no pasta, which also doesn’t sound appealing. Why do drunk munchies automatically require me to eat some sort of cheese to be satisfied????
WHAT DO I DO????
