every other nite. with emily.
see in tryin to figure out where i've indulged myself the greatest in california food, i've come to a decision that it has nothing to do with the white chocolate maccadamia nut cookies i eat regularly at boudins on lunch breaks, nor does it have to do with the coffee fraps with extra whip i get religiously on trips to tarjay, or even all the caesars pizza nites at my house...no no, it has to do with those damn near perfect cheesy burgers i ate every other day with emily. thank god she's gone back to school...or i might end up like happy val. you can imagine my utter horror slash disbelief when i asked a bodybuilder (one of my regular female customers) how to drop those few extra pounds i gained and she said NO WHITE CARBS..no potatoes, no bread, nothin. to make matters worse: no red meat (i know, im late on the diet rules, never done it before). AAAAAH que? i'll stick to runnin & pray my arteries make it through the next half century, muchas gracias. if i could, i'd teleport myself over to in-n-out right now....pshhh.
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