The weekend started out looking pretty grim. I hadn't eaten food since Tuesday and it wasn't looking like I was going to any time soon. But then, a miracle!
I was in Upper Montclair returning a pair of jeans (they were too big, huzzah!) when I was overcome by the smell of burger. Having not eaten anything other than a bagel in 4 days, I think I may have actually started to drool a little. And I decided fuck it. I wanted a burger, consequences be damned. And there were no consequences! Despite not being able to even eat a plain bagel without getting sick, I somehow managed to stomach a grease-bomb from Five Guys.
So the weekend ended up being better than I thought. All because of a cheeseburger.
Grease is the word!!!
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