Trying to Go on a Diet Part 3

Yo, fuck dieting. I’ve given up. Food, you are too delicious.

And booze, you are too readily available.

I don’t know why I even tried going on a diet in the first place. I have, like, ZERO willpower. Free doughnuts? Well, of fucking course I’m going to have one. And of fucking course I’m going to have two. And tea? Well, how can I NOT put several lumps of sugar and cream in it? And how can I go to a Vietnamese restaurant and NOT order fried bananas?

And really, the only way I can enjoy raw vegetables is if I can drown them in fattening ranch sauce.

I still want to lose weight. But I don’t know if I’ll be successful. This summer just offered WAY too opportunities to load up on the calories. Free food, great restaurants, free alcohol, etc.

Maybe I’ll just exercise more…

Damn, sometimes I wish I enjoyed sports instead of sitting on my ass while reading/writing/watching TV.

Fat jeans, wait for me…