bad habits, foodcrime, 2020 issues
Broke down and ordered 12 am comfort food. I have no business spending this much money on delivery nor piling on more calories, but dammit, stoned late-night impulse delivery food may be the very last thing connecting my soul to civilization.
It means that little bit longer until I can pay for a bunch of things that need paying for. But it also means that little bit longer until I go feral and start ambushing local bar patrons for crawfish.
FWIW, I got shrimp, wings, a salad with gyro meat, pita bread, and a meze (Mediterranean dips, basically) sampler. Could have done a lot more damage!
bad habits, foodcrime, 2020 issues
@zebratron2084 *sending you <3s*