Just after I bitched
about booze making me a munchie-monster
I spent today's late afternoon&evening at the bar
with some coworkers watching college bowl games.
The last thing I did was munch.
Got an order of french fries and ate about three.
Though I probably should have munched on more them
because the alcohol definitely got to my brain&body
faster than I'd expected
and
I found myself falling out of the bar
and
ripping my favorite pair of black jeans
...
the ones that make legs look teeny-tiny
even though they aren't.
Oh well.
At least I only drank my calories
instead of both drinking&eating them.
And we had to walk about 10 blocks home,
so that was a nice bit of exercise.
And we had to walk about 10 blocks home,
so that was a nice bit of exercise.