yesterday after a long day of working two jobs and then meeting up with a friend for a bit i returned home to find my worst nightmare possible... an almost entire cheesecake nestled comfortably in the refrigerator. "bah!" i said, as i slammed the door shut in disgust. cake would not be on the menu for this evening. i had beaten the first self-discipline trial, but it wouldn't last. around 1am i found myself sitting on the couch with the entire container in my lap watching crappy tv. i hated myself for giving in to the cake's allure and hated myself even more with each bite. no matter what, at this point i was riding the next day, rain or shine. despite the punishment for my indiscretions, i had a good ride. i went in the complete opposite direction i normally go which was new and exciting. that cheesecake better not be in refrigerator when i get home.
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