skipped, sort of.
I got to my old college's campus for the weekend and found my boyfriend and friends had already gone out to dinner. No big deal, I thought, since I'd had lunch so late. I planned to skip this meal and was doing great with it. I also didn't drink at the party at all because I didn't want any extra calories from liquor or beer... but I partook of some herbal refreshments as can typically be found on a college campus, so my judgment and appetite were different than normal.
I feel really stupid because as I was groggily dragging myself to sleep, I mentioned to my boyfriend that I hadn't eaten dinner. He handed me a big chunk of Gouda cheese (several ounces), and without thinking, I ate it all. Damnit.
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