I have decided to eat a 800 gram box of bran, then lock myself in a small room with a box of matches.
Previously on this blog, I complained about developing diabetes. About two weeks after that, I finally got my chance to see a diabetes dietician, who explained to me how to control my blood glucose levels using the carbohydrate exchange system.
All well and good, a big adjustment to make, but well worth the effort. After all, who wants to go blind or start having toes off, right?
But for some reason today, all I want is chocolate covered cookies. Yes, yes, I could have ONE....but WHAT THE HELL GOOD IS ONE GONNA DO?
Can I get a witness?