I looked at the menu. I thought about calories and fat for about 2.5 seconds. But then I thought more along the lines of the fact that it was snowing outside, I want to go home, and I don't even like the act of eating anymore.
Up until last fall I was all about eating whatever I want, wherever I want, whenever I want. Slight problem with that philosophy is you get fat, feel like shit, and women won't want to date you for the fore mentioned reasons. I could also say that there was a bit of change in lifestyle due to neccessity. My last job had me so busy during the final months of my contract, that I simply just stopped going out for lunch. I had clementines at my desk for breakfast, and a sandwhich for lunch.
Fast forward to present day. Thanks to my crucible mind-set, I don't like eating anymore. Therefore perusing Curran's menu lead me to the side orders. Grapefruit and oatmeal will now be my breakfast.
Breakfast was served and I ate my food... sorta. I finished the grapefruit and about a third of my oatmeal.
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| Sorry, I just don't feel like eating. |
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| Why did we even bother going out to eat? I could have had this at home. |
Later in the afternoon I ate a ham and cheese sandwich, with a few handfuls of peanuts here and there. My visiting mother was kind enough to cook an outstanding dinner of three cheese tortolinni with a garlic spinach sauce. Too bad, I was barely able to eat half of it. Perhaps it would make a good lunch the next day?
I did wind up eating a little more later on. I was drafted to be taxi driver for my friends Jeff and Connie for a trip to Good Sports. There were about 4 bites left of her cheeseburger that she didn't finish. I ate what was left of the burger, which wasn't much.
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