Tuesday, July 01, 2003
Dooce on Rice Crispy Treats...
I’ve tried hiding them in dark cubby holes in the basement, but I keep forgetting that I know where I’m hiding them and I find them as soon as I hide them. I’ve tried rationing them in little packages, but I keep rationalizing that each ration is lonely and needs friends, and so I eat four and five rations at a time. Yesterday I gave up and just stood there in the kitchen in my pajamas at 4 o’clock in the afternoon screaming, “YOU ARE NOT THE BOSS OF ME.“
I have never yelled at my food before- I must try it.
I’ve tried hiding them in dark cubby holes in the basement, but I keep forgetting that I know where I’m hiding them and I find them as soon as I hide them. I’ve tried rationing them in little packages, but I keep rationalizing that each ration is lonely and needs friends, and so I eat four and five rations at a time. Yesterday I gave up and just stood there in the kitchen in my pajamas at 4 o’clock in the afternoon screaming, “YOU ARE NOT THE BOSS OF ME.“
I have never yelled at my food before- I must try it.
