indulgence

I did a bad Bad BAD thing this morning. I became ravenous at just past the intersection of 280 and 101. All of a sudden, it hit me. Actual hunger pangs. Not only have I been suffering allergy symptoms late at night, and breathing issues (like anyone cares Mo!), and my claws need to be cliped at the groomer this weekend (because I keep hitting the wrong keys). So my body told me I needed a salt and saturated fat bomb.

Now, who am I to deny the needs of my poor battered self? Not to mention I actually weathered a great deal of stress with, if n0t aplomb, I at least didn't fall apart.

So I went to McDonald's.

Sausage buscuits.

YES.