dearlycorrupted

i ate chinese food with a friend tonight. this was by far a momentous event.

and i didn't allow myself once to think of how many calories it was, and how that measured up to how many calories i'd burned today, and how many pounds of fat that would equate on other days, or how i could burn the calories off later or how long it would take to puke it up after.

i believe this is called a step.

maybe i should start dating again, one of these days. maybe monogamy isn't so bad after all. i wouldn't mind trying it out, if it worked. it just hasn't really worked so far.

xx