Got back from Italy at 2:00am this morning.
Let me tell you something for free: carbs found me. They hunted me down in the form of oozing pizza, pasta-shaped Satan and pinot bianco.
Carbs beat me into submission. There's no getting away from them in Italy. (And frnakly, would you want to?)
I'm on fucking WeightWatchers, I got taken to Italy, and cracked open my party points like an egg.
It was amazeballs.
More later when I'm not in a carb coma.
Let me tell you something for free: carbs found me. They hunted me down in the form of oozing pizza, pasta-shaped Satan and pinot bianco.
Carbs beat me into submission. There's no getting away from them in Italy. (And frnakly, would you want to?)
I'm on fucking WeightWatchers, I got taken to Italy, and cracked open my party points like an egg.
It was amazeballs.
More later when I'm not in a carb coma.
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