Cheat Day

I had a cheat day of sorts today and I feel like garbage. Basically, my cheat day consisted of not making the best food choices for my meals. Nachos for lunch, Cheeseburger for dinner and movie theatre butter popcorn. Blech. Yeah, it could have look A LOT worse, but I haven't eaten this crappy (even on a weekend) in a long time.

It's funny to me how I can never seem to learn this lesson. Eat like crap = Feel like crap. Whenever I have to commit an equation to memory for a class, I always put it on a few sticky notes and place them up around the apartment for a few days (bathroom mirror, fridge, etc). I wonder if I shouldn't make some big fricken posters, bright with blinking neon, reading: Eat like crap = Feel like crap. I still probably wouldn't get it.



My night has just been made, btw. Die Hard is on HBO at 11:15.