People,

So, as many of you know, I am on a diet to try to correct my lifestyle choice (i.e. my own damn fault) induced hypoglycemia. This diet is essentially equivalent to what you would feed a bunny that you owned but did not especially care for. Right now I'm having my breakfast of dry All Bran and water. Yum.

Anyway, I've been doing pretty well on this diet and have kept the cheating to a minimum. All in all I guess I feel better and I seem to be losing a couple pounds, but that 's not what this entry is about. This entry is about how good cake is.

Ladybetrothed Sarah and I attended a birthday party for Andrew, our favorite ten year old, on Sunday. Naturally there was cake. And since I hadn't had cake in a while I decided I deserved it. I also decided I deserved a little ice cream. Damn! Cake and ice cream are gooooood. I mean, really good. Like, whoever invented cake deserves the Nobel Prize good.

So above any health gain I may be gaining through my Thumper diet, I like that I get to enjoy the things I used to eat way more than I used to enjoy them. Next up - Pizza.