Ever since we hit up KFC the other night, I've been craving food that comes conveniently in bucket form. I think it's that 11th herb and or spice that's got it's hold on me. Couldn't the Colonel just use 10 herbs and spices, I mean really, who's he tryin' to impress. Anyway, if that isn't bad enough I just ate one of my roommate Michelle's cheesecake cupcakes along with some of Holly's leftover birthday cake, that yes, I ate out of a plastic sandwich bag. I know it's a little early, but I'm re-instituting my New Years resolution of hitting the gym. Either that or one day they're gonna have to grease my hallway to get me out of the building. Above is an out-take from the birthday bash. I'm a loser.
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