Holy Jesus, it’s good to be back from beyond the pale of food poisoning. Did you guys miss me? Wait, don’t answer that. I’ll spare you the deets, but I will tell you this, last week was the week that I decided for the sixth time to try and get the shambles of my life back together. You know, eat better, do some push-ups, think more positive, blah blah blah. So I try to eat a vaguely healthy meal at Subway, and projectile vomit for a week was my reward. I should go back to my deep-fried bacon wrapped Twinkies. They’ll NEVER break my heart. Just explode it.

In other news, I definitely want to thank Briana so much for taking the reins on this ship of blogging. Baby, I’m back!

PS: I never really even liked Subway THAT much to begin with. Subway to me is settling, kind of like marrying the first person to give you any time of day because you’re afraid you’re gonna die alone, or be hungry for lunch. One in the same really.

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