Death
I don't know about you guys, but eating fast food goes in stages for me.
Maybe it's the commercials or something, but sometimes I'm just sitting down and I twitch a little and I realize that I haven't had fast food in like a month. And it always happens when I'm really hungry. I hate that.
And by waiting, I mean deciding what fast food I'm going to get. The only options in my dorm room are burger king and sbarro, so I went with bk in honor of bfhs. I got a cheeseburger.
The first bite is like crack. No, honestly. My mouth was watering and I was drooling like an angry dog or Samantha Alexander. Either one.
As soon as I finished the burger, I felt like I weighed 3243435 pounds. I felt terrible. I was imagining the impending heart attack that I was so sure was going to happen.
Five minutes later, I was okay. I accepted the fact that I'm American and my fate will ultimately be heart disease. I love America.
After that rollercoaster of emotion, I'm usually exhausted. So, I take a nap. I should have gone running or something, but who cares about that?
So, those are my stages of fast food consumption. Anyone else have anything similar happen to them?
Maybe it's the commercials or something, but sometimes I'm just sitting down and I twitch a little and I realize that I haven't had fast food in like a month. And it always happens when I'm really hungry. I hate that.
And by waiting, I mean deciding what fast food I'm going to get. The only options in my dorm room are burger king and sbarro, so I went with bk in honor of bfhs. I got a cheeseburger.
The first bite is like crack. No, honestly. My mouth was watering and I was drooling like an angry dog or Samantha Alexander. Either one.
As soon as I finished the burger, I felt like I weighed 3243435 pounds. I felt terrible. I was imagining the impending heart attack that I was so sure was going to happen.
Five minutes later, I was okay. I accepted the fact that I'm American and my fate will ultimately be heart disease. I love America.
After that rollercoaster of emotion, I'm usually exhausted. So, I take a nap. I should have gone running or something, but who cares about that?
So, those are my stages of fast food consumption. Anyone else have anything similar happen to them?