My roommate is about to take me out to dinner tonight. She insisted, in a really bossy way, that she HAD to because I watched her cats while she was away on business for three weeks.
I tried to tell her no. I tried to postpone. I tried to explain they are cats, not African water buffalo, so it wasn't really much of a challenge.
She failed to see my logic. I should have shown her pictures of African water buffalo, maybe.
Anyway, prior to knowing she was picking today as THE night to take me out, I ate:
Joseph's "hot dog pita" - 104
2 slices of lightlife faux turkey - 50
1.5 oz roasted red peppper hummus - 76
Pickle slices - 5
Lettuce - 5
Crystal Light - 10
Crystal Light - 10
TOTAL: 250
I was feeling good, I was planning another 110 calories at dinner, and then, boom. She decides we're going out for Indian food tonight.
Upon hearing that, I crammed six light English muffins in my face, complete with fake butter and Vegemite.
Then I threw it all up, with some of the food from beforehand as well.
Why? I don't know. Because I'm awesome, I suppose. I imagine tonight I'll be puking up Indian food too. And we all know how good that hot, spicy mess feels on the way back up.
I just jumped outta that shower and I'm supposed to be ready to go in nine minutes.
Wish me luck.
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