...is evil. No kidding. Again, here I thought around 7pm "Wait...did you had breakfast? Nope. Did you had Lunch? Nope...Let's go to the Chinese Restaurant yay!" which I did.
As usual, that mean, mean menu card spoke of yummy fried things, dumplings and the likes. Now I am full...of regrets.
Every fucking time I tell myself "Don't go there...the food is evil. You'll regret it." and everytime my brain goes "Naah, come on, you had no nothing today, the fuck can go wrong, go, eat, it's yummy and you want it!" Yeah.
I'll be on the Couch hugging myself for the next two hours or so.