So last night I had date number 3 with the new fella (yay!) and we were going to go out for Thai but we ended up leaving the house too late, so we went out to Chili's. Now, I've learned my lesson for one: never ever go to a restaurant like that when I am starving because I will have no filter as to what I order! I had been craving a burger and fries for like EVER, and I figured, "****, if I'm gonna get a burger, I might as well make it a good one from a good restaurant!" So I got a mushroom & Swiss burger with fries. I didn't make it healthy in the least bit, either, lmao. I just straight up didn't give a crap -- I was gonna have my burger, and enjoy it, and not a f*** was given that evening. Well, sort of.
And fella got a burger, too. And he wasn't really trying to be healthy either, but he substituted his burger for the black bean burger (which I had considered, but I wanted some cow, lol). This wouldn't have made that much of a difference, except (and this is something that always kinda messes with me) that at the end, he'd only eaten his burger and didn't even touch his fries. I ate the entire plate. It just kinda struck me that here's this guy exercising control and what not and there I am being a fat a** and I felt kind of guilty. The feeling only lasted for about 5 seconds, but still it crossed my mind and it made me wish I had controlled myself just a little bit. Like, did I really need to eat ALL of the fries? Did I REALLY need to be a human vacuum? And what's worse, is I totally could've eaten more after that but fortunately I didn't.
Blargh. I guess a f*** was given that day, huh? Lol. XD
(PS: Sorry if anyone caught this on the "How? Just How?" thread; I forgot I was in that thread when I made this post, lmao)



