Riding My Asterisk Off

I hate nights like tonight. they dont happen often, but when they do...

I'm hungry. Not just a little munchy hungry, where a banana or a yogurt would fix it; I want food and lots of it. I had dinner just two and a half hours ago, and if I dared, I could eat a whole other meal.

And if it wasn't for the calorie count, I'd be downstairs, making hot chocolate and toast. Well, if I had the stuff to make hot chocolate with. I'd make it and 3 or 4 slices of toast slathered in butter. So I suppose it's a good thing that I don't have the makings for it, and that I'm night blind and can't take myself to the store for a container or Nestle's Quik.

I still have 420 caories to play with today, maybe a little more if I decide to go over 1200, so I can still eat something. I just know me. If I eat something now, come 10 p.m., when I usually have a snack, I'll still want one. If I rationalize that I can have some raw veggies, come 10 p.m. I'll rationalize myself into a major detary blowout.

So it's damned lucky I can't drive at night, because a 600-700 calorie hot chocolate blowout would sooooooo be happening...