I had a bad day. Not a super bad day, just a regular bad day, which isn’t a super regular thing, thank goodness.
I’ve been eating healthy lately, so I decided to do something different and eat for fun, to make up for my bad day, using some weird kind of math. I was at the airport early for my flight, so I had time and lots of options to choose from. Without thinking much about it, I ate a four cheese pizza, two beers, $5 in chocolate and a vanilla late in about an hour and a half.
It was a super bad idea.
I’m hoping for a better day tomorrow.