So, I did the worst thing a person who doesn't want to eat junk food can do (barring eating the junk food) and I looked up the menu of this great Mexican restaurant I'm supposed to go to tomorrow and YUM their stuff is so good I may have a hard time saying no to all the delectable goodness. I planned on having a couple of chicken tacos (absolutely to die for), but looking through all the mouthwatering quesidillas and fajitas and nachos....seriously, I feel like I have a half gallon of saliva in my mouth just from dreaming about it.
Plus I'm HUNGRY, but this is the danger zone. It's 10:30 pm, and probably not a good time to eat, even though I didn't eat much today. Without my trusty junkfood, nothing seems appetizing anymore, unless it's fried, or coated in chocolate.
I think I'll have some soup. Soup is good. Soup won't betray you by showing up on your thighs 15 minutes after consuming it like a delicious hunk of cherry pie would. Soup knows it's place.
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