Disregard everything I said two posts ago.
I truly had every intention of getting that damn yogurt parfait...I really did. Why did I walk up to the cheesy potatoes?...and why did I ever so slightly lift the cover of the cheesy potato styrofoam bowl?...and why did I pick up the cheesy potato styrofoam bowl and bring it up to the checkout lady? All good questions, none of which I have the answer to. Am I rewarding myself for doing so well lately? Yeah, yeah, that's it! Am I just coming up with a justification to make myself feel better about it? Yeah, yeah, that's it. Blah.
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