Eat. Drink. And Be Thin.

Sometimes I wish I didn't have tastebuds. Why must food be as delicious as it is? Yeah, I get it. We need food to survive. But in today's day and age American society no longer eats for survival - they (and I) eat as a past time.

So in this, I seem to find an ironic set of circumstances within our culture:
The immense pressure to stay fit and thin countered by the norm of the social world: Eating out. Whether it's a first date, night out with the girls, or a quick lunch during our break, eating out (and in glutton) is just what we do.

I was once told, "nothing tastes as good as skinny feels." This is true.
But this is also true:
"Nothing tastes as good as a great plate of cheese and meat, and an amazing bottle of wine on a Friday night."
Ironic?

So here's to my solution: Eat up. Drink up. And after that, get your fat ass up. Cheers!