Epic Fail

I gave into my baser urgings and opened a pack of goddamn chocolate chips meant for baking cookies. I can't be trusted. This is the same reason I stopped buying cake frosting unless we have a specific cake in mind. I cannot be trusted.

I had aaron hide the morsels.

After i'd consumed half a bag.

Then as punishment I decided I'd never eat again. ever.

So i skipped breakfast and lunch (Aaron's lunch smelled so good I almost punched him in the face), and now just finally broke down and ate almost an entire sleeve of reduced fat ritz crackers with a tall glass of V8 splash. So much for avoiding empty carbs, eh?

Meanwhile we came home from summer camp with an entire industrial sized box of carrot snax. so i need some fucking carrot recipes, stat! i had quite a giggle trying to imagine converting the recipe measurements:

"i see here it says 3 large carrots, sliced... what if I had thirty snack sized bags of turned baby carrots... is that the equivalent, do you think? How many carrot snax snack packs do you think this recipe calls for?..."

and i have done nothing of value to anybody today. The plan is to do dishes. we shall see.

Last night was pretty fucking rough. i really thought hard about all sorts of terrible things and it left me without much verve or ambition to continue living. fun fun. yeah, I know, I know, I've gotta see someone. well, as soon as I can afford health insurance I'll get right on that.

i did, however, manage to read the entire DEAD UNTIL DAWN book whilst I stayed up trying not to throw a toaster into the tub with me.

FUN BOOK! can't wait for the next one!!

K, gotta run, Aaron and I are going to watch a movie.