So, how did I choose to celebrate the resurrection of our Lord & Savior?
By tearing through Dunkin Donuts like a bat outta hell. I stopped there on my way to work and got a dozen donuts, a box of coffee and an onion bagel with cream cheese. And that bagel was tasteeee. And the coffee. Oh man, I probably had 5 well doctored up cups along with my three donuts. By the time my lunch time rolled around (at 3:30 p.m.), I was crashing hard off of my sugar induced high and went and took a nap in my car.
This was the first major deviation that I've had from my diet and I'm not going to beat myself up over it. As a matter of fact, I give myself points for not going whole hog and eating 2 cheeseburgers and salty, golden fries for lunch.
I was thinking today...
If you could go the rest of your life and eat whatever you wanted and not gain an ounce but you had to give up orgasms, would you? You could still have sex, and heck, you wouldn't even have to let your partner know that you weren't getting the big O. You could just fake it. I think I'd pass on the orgasms. Probably.