Not Quite Lions and Tigers and Bears, But Oh My Anyway

Pollo and Gigi and Fats, oh dear. That's a dog, a cat, and almost me. Food indulgences finally happened. Pizza and Pasta and more (meatballs), oh bloat. I will be going to pet sit this week and I really am pushing the limits with food calories and every week I find another excuse to indulge in more calories and that is so wrong and dangerous. Party. Suicide. Who's gonna save me? Who's gonna miss me? It's not easy to ignore all the delusion and ignorance and stupidity and fear and hate all around me.

Excuses. No reason to ill myself.

Narf. (grumble face)