I hate it when the managers get cupcakes and birthday cakes for people, especially on busy nights when I know I'm not going to be able to properly eat until quite late. I had a horrendous night (why do people go to restaurants and act like dickheads?), I was feeling sorry for myself, and I had a chocolate cupcake. Bad, bad, bad. Whenever I'm restricting my eating, for whatever reason, my emotional eating problems seem to flare up again. I know the cupcake didn't put any more money in my pocket or make people any less rude. I knew it before I stuck it in my mouth. Eating it was a stupid decision.
My friend on the HCG diet gave up after about three days. Color me not surprised.
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