a true fat kid

So this morning I am up and a little grumpy and a lot hungry. Not at all shocking for anyone who has known me for more than a week. So I decide that the best way to feel better about myself is to eat a donut. So before coming into work I go to Donald's Donuts and get myself some chocolate milk and some donut holes (a better fried/sugar to dough ratio.) I get in my car and immediately start feeling bad about doing this. Not because I got donuts (those were yummy!), not because I got choclate milk (it was lowfat!) The real reason I was upset is that as I drove back up my own street and past my house I realize I had driven half a block to the clog my arteries. I really am a fat kid all the way...