Why Oh Why MUST I Eat Apple Pie!

Metch had to save my life last night...

I was in the middle of killing myself when she said, "STOP, Put DOWN the BAG OF CHIPS SON!" All caps for dramatic emphasis! Just like that!

I am gonna say this on this blog because I think if I take it out of the dirty little secret place in my brain I will actually begin to behave better...

I am in danger of having high blood pressure! I am RIGHT on the BORDER! I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW!!

Either you are thinking it is not a big deal, or it is a very big deal...

See... I remember my father giving me a drink of Pepsi when I was like 2 or 3. I have been addicted to caffeine ever since (well with brief periods of rest when I wanted to be health conscious) But nonetheless I have always gone back.

I grew up eating home cooking but also A HEAP of processed crap as well. A HEAP!! I would say MOST but my Mom might actually kill me. I also have not had to worry about weight most of my life because I inherited my Dad's crackishly thin gene somewhere along the line that made my junk eating habits seem OK...

So now I am starting a slow march to death apparently... (alright I am a bit much right now, but I AM anyway. If you are reading this know that I always speak with extremely HIGH STAKES...I live a very contradictory CHILL/HIGH STAKES existence and while I care about things I probably don't care about them as much as my writing may lead you to believe!) OK...I AM DYING! Why can't I put down the damn chips and candy and cakes and bullshit!

I can do it sometimes...

And I do...

But just like the caffeine my Dad gave me years ago I always go back! Holla if ya hear me!

Addiction is a powerful thing and I have a mental addiction to junk that has led to High BP that can kill me and I still am having a struggle with letting it go.

THERE it is OUT THERE!