I've gained 5lbs since I quit smoking. It's not enough to convince me to go back to smoking, but any fatter and Cocaine will start looking mighty fine.
Not only have I been eating food, I've been dreaming about it too. Taking Chantix just makes those dreams more disturbingly vivid. It turns a buffet dream into the Moulin Rouge of buffets complete with music and strategic lighting.
Monday night I had 3 seperate food dreams like that. It's as if I've awaken my inner fat kid and she's hungry...really, really hungry. Recipe books have become my food porn. I should be ashamed of myself.

Alas, My First Post!

I feel like I should start with something profound, witty, or even smart. Perhaps I could start with something groundbreaking to initiate myself into the world of bloggers. The truth is, I just spent the past hour setting everything up and I'm already over it. So, for tonight, I'm out.