they're the cheesiest!

so i just ate about 10 lbs. of food which is way too much for my 5-meals-a-day stomach. will you help my mother clean asian coleslaw and cous cous off my apartment walls when i explode? i promise to leave you a favorite record!

it happens every time i cook, a too rare event in my little kitchen. (it's the dishes that kill it. i long for the days of a dishwasher. i embrace laziness and wastefulness in exchange for that hot steam it leaks and the squeaky clean plates it produces. the payoff if far too grand to ignore). i am but one, but cook always for 2 or 10 or some invisible army that nvr actually appears. my greedy eyes want it all, though, so i eat until i can eat no more. it is a symptom of my shoddy self-control. i forget about it as long as its not before me, but if its there i want it all, whatever it may be.

that's the only way i eat heathy, i think. my grocery cart is the ultimate in leafy greens and wheat bread and tofu and i don't buy processed, packaged foods so much, but set me before a bag of doritos and be prepared for a whirlwind of orange tongue and fingers. i think it propelled me to a resounding win in trivial pursuit last thursday.