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Monday Blues

Another Monday. I really thought that this one would go slow, but looking at the clock now and I only have 34mins left. So I thought sod the work for the rest of the day lets see if I can’t amuse myself some other way. I really must go to the gym this evening, not that it is a resolution as such but because I am sure that as we speak I can feel the dimples of cellulite encroaching upon my upper thighs. I am also almost certain that no woman is free from these. Unless of course you are actually fit or you are so skinny you might as well be a skeleton.

This is another thing I don’t understand. Anorexia, not meaning to sound harsh but how on Earth can anybody give up food……I know I certainly can’t, it is one of the few luxuries that I have (yes I am sad). But there are too many different tastes out there to banish them. What annoys me even more than anorexia is ignorant people who say stupid things like ‘I don’t ‘do’ Sea food’ as if all sea food tastes the same so they obviously don’t like it, they could at least try. Or the only fish they venture having is Cod, which is not that interesting a taste.

Or maybe I am just lucky that I am adventurous with my food, if there is something on the menu that I haven’t tried before I have an urge that I have to try it. Most of the time I like it, I can’t remember a time when I have ordered something from a menu and not liked it. Maybe I am just easy to please as well.

Don’t get me wrong there are definitely things that I don’t like. For example cauliflower and broccoli I think are disgusting. I also have an aversion to peas. This is due to my first year in university. I was placed in a guest house for my accommodation which was quite good; I got bed, breakfast and evening meal. Except all the evening meals came with peas. So I spent practically a year eating nothing but peas and now I hate them, not that I was a massive fan to start with either.

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Ez said…
If I eat my way through 250g of olives am I a freak?


...Can't actually type as my fingers are slick with olive oil!
11 October 2008 at 16:43
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