On the "less good" side, I gained weight this week at a rather unfortunate clip. I suppose the two trips to El Pollo Loco in California, coupled with a feast at an Italian restaurant last night, more than offset my stepped-up exercise. I began by being quite frustrated about this, in the vein of "all the things normal people get to do I don't get to do, like have half a bread pudding", but now I am back in a more workable frame of mind, saving my mental aggressions for this pleasant metal song playing right after my song on Amoeba Goo Radio.
flour tortillas, too many mussels, and half a bread pudding
On the "less good" side, I gained weight this week at a rather unfortunate clip. I suppose the two trips to El Pollo Loco in California, coupled with a feast at an Italian restaurant last night, more than offset my stepped-up exercise. I began by being quite frustrated about this, in the vein of "all the things normal people get to do I don't get to do, like have half a bread pudding", but now I am back in a more workable frame of mind, saving my mental aggressions for this pleasant metal song playing right after my song on Amoeba Goo Radio.
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