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At a loss

The following are just a few random thoughts regarding my new bit of healthy eating:

1. I just ate a diet peanut butter cookie that tasted like neither peanut butter nor a cookie.

2. I understand why people say eating carrots will make one see better. Yes. I see now that I really don't care for carrots.

3. If a beverage is caffeine free, sugar free and calorie free, and has the word "diet" in its name...why can't I count it as one of my eight glasses of water a day?

4. Am I going to get fired for not doing my job at work because I'm running to the bathroom 17 times a day, due to that water consumption?

5. The tofu in my prepackaged diet meal of Thai Noodles in Peanut Sauce has the texture, flavor and consistency of the hot dog slices in Spaghetti-Os with weiners.

I'm sure there'll be more to come.

Comments

Brianne said…
Ew Amy never consume "diet" cookies. Y'know what's actually surprisingly tasty? Sugar-free pudding. And it's low-cal. I like the banana flavor myself.

I never understood exactly what a diet soda is. There is absolutely nothing in it!

Oh I've had that Thai Noodles in Peanut Sauce thing. It was pretty disgusting. But it served a purpose - made me lose my appetite for the rest of the evening! But the Thai bowl that's Teriyaki-something or other looks pretty good.

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