kit kat.

I just need to send a shout out to my homeboy ferris. he gave me something I've been dying for for a long time. a fat ass's dream. 3/4 of a kit kat bar!
I was able to enjoy this delight on the trip to trader joe's, where I stocked up on frozen food galore. racking up about $45. oh, and I had three items from the bk lounge for dinner afterwards: fries, whopper jr., and spicky chicken sandwich (and a few onion rings). all of which left me feeling sick unfortunately, and thus no gym.

on the gym note, I am reminded that gina neeley, of the food network show, down home with the neeleys, does not feel endorphins after a good workout. pat tried to get her to lose wight but she said that she's fine, and it is he who should enroll in a gym. that is to say, I have yet to feel the rush either. I just get tired and sweaty and want to hit the shower.

here's a good pic of her, for all those who do not know.

she's great.