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Detroit, February 2008, Bugg's Living Room -
It had been a really bad day at work. The only thing that could possibly undo the damage and stress from a day such as this was carbs. Noodles and egg rolls from the Chinese place at the mall food court. I made a pitstop there on my way home then sat on the couch to watch TV and eat that greasy, glorious comfort food. I ate until I was full. I ate until it hurt but kept eating anyway. When it was all gone I wished I had more.
And then I cried. What the hell was the matter with me? How crazy to start a diet in the morning then blow it by...
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