Friday, January 4, 2008

Guilty pleasure

I'm not one to go around buying potato chips or junk food to just keep in the house, however, I left work on Monday night and was starving. I arrived at the gas station to refuel and while I stood in line to pay, my eyes caught sight of what seemed to yell delicious at me.

I picked up a bag and opened it in the car and inhaled it's contents. It was a bag of Fiery Habanero Doritos. Glorious. That was, at least, until I finished them, flipped the bag over, and read the contents. Feeling sluggish and slight indigestion shortly followed.

There's just something about MSG-packed food that reminds me of Mexico and makes me feel fuzzy feelings inside.

(In a streak of counterproductiveness, I ate another bag last night after the gym. I must be stopped)