hey fatty boom boom

being bored and unemployed gives me the perfect excuse to eat. not that i ever need an excuse to chow down. but even moreso. it's mostly 'really bad for you' kind of food like some form of cheesy, gooey shit (marks and sparks macaroni cheese. £1.99. bargain) or something sweet and sickly, that give your teeth a couple extra coats of plaque but you wash it down anyway with an equally just as sugary cuppa cha, in a grande sized mug jacked from starbucks. so thanks mr kipling, for nursing my boredom this morning, its been a pleasure. as always.