Some people have a weakness for drugs. Some crave the drink, or are addicted to shoplifting. Some people bite their fingernails, and some can’t stop eating their hair. (Random, I know, but I just recently discovered the existence of this affliction, and highly recommend googling it. But not while you’re eating… haha, get it?)
Hello, my name is LivitLuvit, and I am addicted to ketchup.
In light of taking it easy as far as partying this month, I decided a diet change was probably called for as well if I was going to reap the full benefits of “feeling better” overall… I always say, if I quit drinking and eating all the things that I love to put ketchup on, I would lose 10 pounds in a month. And what I really mean by that is I would be much, much healthier. So, I did. For the month of September, I’m not drinking (nearly as much as usual) and I haven’t had so much as a single french fry. Not a nibble of cheeseburger, not one measly tater tot (which we HAVE at my bar, and the bartenders ALWAYS order and just LEAVE them sitting there, deliciously crispy and salty, YOU BASTARDS), not so much as a hash brown at brunch.
And it’s killing me.
Oh, how I miss that tomato-based, sugar and salt-filled vinegary concoction. Seven days to go… and you best believe come October 1st, my ass will be in a Five Guys faster than you can say “YES with cheese and bacon, and pass the Heinz, please.”
