Tuesday, February 12, 2013
It's Like a Drug
Despite my best New Year's intentions, I've been hitting the Jbox. Hitting it hard.
Sometimes, during the day, while I'm working, it's all I can think about.
I think it's the drinking. You know? I go out with friends to have a good time. We get to drinking and one drink turns to two. Two turns to twelve. And when your drunk, your decision making is skewed. "Yeah," I say, "I'll just have one taco." But you can't have just one. They're sold in pairs! And then there's the bacon cheddar wedges. And the jalapenos. And the egg rolls. And the combo meals.
Now Jack has the Hot Mess. A big picture of it is featured on the menu. The Hot Mess... just a metaphor for my dietary life.
If I die today of the obesity, tell Jack I love him. I don't blame him. I always had a choice.
Sometimes, during the day, while I'm working, it's all I can think about.
I think it's the drinking. You know? I go out with friends to have a good time. We get to drinking and one drink turns to two. Two turns to twelve. And when your drunk, your decision making is skewed. "Yeah," I say, "I'll just have one taco." But you can't have just one. They're sold in pairs! And then there's the bacon cheddar wedges. And the jalapenos. And the egg rolls. And the combo meals.
Now Jack has the Hot Mess. A big picture of it is featured on the menu. The Hot Mess... just a metaphor for my dietary life.
If I die today of the obesity, tell Jack I love him. I don't blame him. I always had a choice.
