Traveling for two weeks, eating craptacular hotel food, and feeling like I should get dessert at every meal because, you know, its not like I'm paying for it, has turned me into the pudgy blob version of my cute self.
Your basic tranny crack ho can tell you that drastic bingeing can only be combated by drastic purging.
And so, I regret to tell you that for the next two weeks I will be on a diet. My entire life philosophy revolves around getting whatever I want whenever I want it. So being deprived of the food I want makes me very cranky. Being cranky means that I will also be UN-funny, UN-patient, UN-full, and generally UN-happy. I will just go ahead and add UN-blogging to the list now because its impossible to find anything post-worthy unless my tummy is full of carbohydrates.