Monthly Archives: August 2009

Serve THIS at your next dinner party

Ingredients:

1 x stick of cabanossi (ripped into three pieces)
1 x piece of tasty cheese (ripped into three pieces)

Method:

1. Wrap each piece of cabanossi with a broken-up slice of cheese, so you are essentially left with three delicious semi-sausages-in-‘bread’.
2. Chomp. Enjoy. Repeat.

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Breaking the drought

Confession: I have been avoiding this blog.

I’m like the guy who dumps girls via text then prays he doesn’t bump into them ever again – I’ve been burying my head in the sand and hoping no one notices that I’ve been MIA.

The truth is, 99 per cent of people don’t realise. They don’t give a shit and haven’t noticed a damn thing. And that’s A-okay.

But, like that bastard of a guy who text-breaks-up and flees into the night, I can’t get the damned dumpee out of my head.

I lie in bed, wondering if today’s the day when I return to it … then I talk myself out of it before I give myself a chance.

Today I lay in bed.

But then I talked myself INTO it.

Because I’m STILL a fucking chocoholic.

And I’m STILL driving myself mental with mind games involving rolling around in buckets of KFC chips (with extra chicken salt, of course).

And I’m STILL in love with writing.

So, I’m back. I’m back to whinge, to brag, to vent, to gloat.

I’m back with a beer gut, extra blubber on the hips and a big ol’ smile on my face.

I’m back with a goal … I just haven’t worked it out yet.

Get healthy?

Get slim?

Get over it?

Only time will tell.

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