me and the food around me. i like to eat, so listen up.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
today was the day of the bad food decision. except for the naked juice i had in the early part of the day and the w.muffin everything else kinda sucked. after i went to math for 4.57 minutes i walked down to alex's office and showed him the link to the photos i took yesterday and we talked about modern times a bit more. he's pretty easily excitable when you get him on a good subject. we talked for about 30 minutes or so then i had to run because maggot was going to take me to the utah county jail to get finger printed and stuff for being a criminal.turns out we got there at the busiest time of the day. lunchtime. ad i guess they had 1000s of people to process and the corrections officers wouldnt give anyone an approximate wait time. i'm calling shennanigans. those clowns were back in the back with their thumbs up their butts taking bets on who's thumb would taste best. thats why they couldn't take 5 minutes to roll my fingers through in and take a snapshot. i was complaining to maggot about efficiency in government employees. she said i'm not to expet anything of the sort, but i said that since i pay taxes my taxes should pay for efficiency and i can expect efficiency in public servants. i guess i'm wrong. on our way back from a wasted trip to fort spanish fork we stopped at noodles and co to grab a bite. maggot got the mac and cheese and i got the curry something or other. it wasn't that my ood tasted bad, it was more that i had eaten a w.muffin and was still kinda full and shouldn't have kept eating. i was still kinda paranoid from yesterday that i wouldn't feel full after i ate and so i guess i felt like i needed to binge. bad idea. i wasn't sick or anything, but after being at work for abut 20 minutes, vegor walked in with one of those dirty ass pork sandwiches they sell at the courte side grille and i could smell it. and dammit i had to get one. so, after eating the w.muffin, the coconut curry noodles with chicken i then ate one of those disgusting pork sandwiches. even at this hour i have no idea what possessed me. like after two bites i was full, but my retard ego says to me, no, dammit, you're eating that sandwich whether you've got room or not. eventually the rest of my subconscious kicked in to gear and i looked at what i was doing and ate all but about 2 bites. man was that stupid. not 15 minutes later i could feel my stomach punching at my asshole trying to make way for three meals worth of mistakes. problem was, i needed to get some flyers out for the show saturday and there is no way i was going to take a dump in the L.A. building. waaay to many people. my poops are afraid of strangers. after getting caught up in a few conversations i was nearing the threshold of caca tolerance. so i made my way to the loo underneath the cafeteria and settled in for the show. man. you guys have no idea. i'm continually amazed at the sounds and smells my body can produce. i guess if the ingredients are varied enough, all sorts of new and exciting concoctions can be discovered. i think to day was the day of new discoveries. after that fiasco i walked out to the bus stop to go to maggots. we went to grab her some new strings for her mosrite bass. while we were at practice jesse and lex ordered some pizzas and i could smell them from my room. i took a chance and ate a cold slice after we were done. i figured i could test the waters and be ok. as of this writing i am fine. but good hell, i need toreally learn how to control this appetite of mine. ask me about puppy bowl 2007 some time. i still have a hard time looking at seven layer dip after that one...