It's been a hell of a week.
I also ate a chicken breast. I couldn't stop myself. It just...happened.
Then again, I have eaten 4 nectarines in one sitting, so come on.
But drastic diets and other shit aside, I'm being taken to Venice this weekend.
It's a necessary but very romantic plan, and my Brit has sorted out our flights.
Not the pasta, Italian wine or pizza fits into my diet currently, fuck it.
We're going to Venice.