or so the mister likes to remind me.
and fortunately, or not, my self-preservation instinct is a strong one. i mean, how else would you explain the compulsion to gorge on krispy kremes (the bane of my existence) till surfeited collapse. had some friends round for tea yesterday and bought a dozen donuts to serve. before it was even tea time, i'd eaten two for lunch. served four for tea (we split it three-ways) and was going to give them the remaining half dozen. but i conveniently forgot to do so. and oh no what a waste of six donuts if not consumed on the very same day...
either i need to stop buying donuts in bulk, on the pretext of having friends round for tea, or it's time i exercise some self-discipline. reminds me of a funny moment i shared with C last year. i was so embarrassed that i'd blocked it from memory but he claims i met him on campus one day and thrust my bag of donuts at him, saying "i've six donuts and no self-discipline. you've gotta take some!!!" and he did. because he's a good friend like that.
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