I’m on a sugar binge. A sugar high…filled with Twix bars and Laffy Taffy (lame jokes included)… blurry days of riding the sweet, crystal wave!
It is awesome. I’m high on life right now. I’m fun again. I’m funnier. I’m even nicer. Nevermind that dull burn behind my eyeballs. Nevermind the unquenchable thirst. Nevermind that twinge in your brain every 30 minutes that says ‘just one more piece.’ Nevermind that little tremble…it’s normal. Nevermind that sour apple colored urine!!
I realize I will come down from this high soon…because the Halloween candy supply has been severely depleted. I mean, we’re down to dum dum pops and green hard candies. There’s no more chocolate in that bowl…or flavored tootsie rolls. We’re sending out an S.O.S!
So much for being anti-sugar. It’s addicting!! It’s like legal crack (so I’ve heard). So legal that they put it in everything and dedicate holidays to it. How can I resist?
I swear I’ll get back on the big, healthy, green bandwagon soon. I swear. I swear I’ll make a sugar detox juice…if I must. I won’t let this bowl of sweet deliciousness break me…or break months of progress to train my tastebuds to like celery more than skittles.
Die, sugar, die!!!
(And by ‘die,’ I mean, bring your friends and meet me in 30 minutes)