I go through phases where I eat really well. It usually lasts for months. Things like swiss chard, tofu, spinach, organic everything, no sweets or desserts, blah blah blah. This is not one of those phases all because of the damn cherry Pop Tarts in the vending machine at work. I get so hungry and they start calling my name. I drift over there like a cartoon-ribbon and simply push C3 and down they fall. Before I realize it they are gone and I still unsatisfied. Curses you POP TARTS!!! I went years and years without you, having no recolection of your taste and now I am ruined. On one rushed morning I skipped my "extra protein" oatmeal and zoomed into work starving. You preyed on me. You knew I would cave.
Today I showed you. I otped for the granola bar (300 less calories!) instead.
With that said, Pop Tarts has an amazingly entertaining website with little pop tart cartoons. Chock full of pop tart drama.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
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Thanks a lot sistaaah! Ever since i read this post i've been hearing those voices calling from your vending machine! That's right - the little voices can be heard 2000 miles away!! Finally, today, I broke down and bought those sweet little devils. Now, as I type this, I am happily enhaling that tasty little morsel, trying to keep those neon specks that adorn the frosting from falling into my keyboard.
But, omg, do they taste freakin delicious. Even better than I remember! Mmmmmmmmmmmm. Curse you!
Love ya, TB
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