Ok, so not the best choice Weight-Watchers-wise--DnD egg and cheese on a wheat bagel. But neither was the Brach's jellybeans or the chocolate I had yesterday. Oh, right, or the Wendy's. Damn. Grilled chicken though! I had the grilled chicken sandwich! I guess between my birthday and Easter, I'm a hopeless case right now. I'm stilling working out at the gym though. Yesterday, my boss asked me if I wanted a strap for the bag of jellybeans I was attacking, so I could just wear it around my head and have the bag attached to my face. Nice, right? I suppose at another office, that would be considered harassment. He backpedaled, and claimed to have not meant it as a fat joke, but was rather a commentary on the speed with which I was inhaling said jellybeans. Brach's jellybeans fucking rule, man. What can I do? He should fucking talk though-- not sure what he has attached feed-bag style to his face, but it's given him a disproportionate sumo-wrestler belly. So there.
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After Easter, you can seriously restart that diet of yours. You are really looking great (not that you don't always, but your progress really shows), don't give up over a few too many jellybeans and an egg sandwich. They way I see it, it's all over in May anyway!
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