Tough Times July 6, 2008

I’m sorry, but this week’s just been really hard. I’ve been going through a divorce……with starchy carbs. They want custody of my sanity with no visitation rights. Not to mention the volatile relationship I am trying to avoid with sugar!

 

I saw Sugar for the first time today since the break-up. He looked so smug sitting in the window of Club Sandwich. He had his best mocha-bun on. I thought I would be ok but it brought all the feelings back again. Maybe I do still love him…maybe we are meant to be? Is the grass really greener with Equal and Sugarine? I haven’t found it to be. He was with jam donut. F**k I hate her. He says they are just friends because they have so much in common. Blah blah blah. He didn’t even look like he was hurting. It was like he was better off because a huge weight had been lifted and he didn’t feel under pressure to have just the right amount of icing and the perfect bun consistency. Soft but dense with sultanas. I wasn’t that demanding was I? All donut’s interested in is being pumped full of jam every morning, she’s so superficial – everyone can see her hole.

 

Anyway back to starchy carbs I can’t talk about sugar anymore. It’s getting nasty. I think there will be lawyers. I had a potato thrown through my window last night and this morning I found pasta shoved up my exhaust pipe. I don’t know what to do.

 

I am just saying that we should take high GI foods a little more seriously. They’ll make a hard (wo)man crumble.