Can I get a whoop whoop?

Huh? Can I? Wellllllllllllll????

Oh, I need to tell you why I am requesting such a demanding thing huh? You mean beootcccheess!~


Ok, fine. Instead of grabbing for a huge bag of salty, crunchy chips I grabbed a bowl of cut up cantaloupe this morning. I ate 1/2 of it but at least it wasn't chips, or chocolate or cupcakes or some other taboo item of sinfulness.

While I love cantaloupe somehow eating it INSTEAD of a sinful pleasure such as chips kind of took away the joy. Oh well. I'm full now and not of salt!

So, now back to the point of this post. Can I get a whoop whoop?

Jonesie~~

Absent

I've been absent from the fat blog.  I'm sorry.  I've been so busy lately I can't see straight.  It sucks.  I wish I could spend all day writing and drinking vodka gimlets....Ahhh, retirement!!!! Can't wait.  I just need to make enough money before then to supply my addiction.  I'm actually selling cupcakes to support it!!!  I made some effing fantastic cupcakes for a shower over the weekend.  I'll put a picture up later.  They were choc. cake with Choc whipped cream and a choc ganache on top.  Orgasmic, they were! Anyway, I just made myself hungry so I'm going to go eat some string cheese and pretend it's a cupcake.  Elle, out!

FooooooD

I haven't had time to eat.  Why am I not thin?  I can go days with barely anything to eat and yet I'm still fat.  Eventually my body has got to start eating some of this fat, like it's a freakin cupcake.  My *ss looks like a giant cupcake...or two.  Eating is for people with time and metabolism.  I have neither.  Effin cupcakes that I make for everyone else!