I think I've reached the breaking point. After more then a year of fighting a losing battle against my addiction to chocolate and other things, I've think my body have had it. I've lost control, the economy been left unchecked to feed an ever growing self-destructive force without end, my physical condition detoriating with uncontrollable speed and leaving me on the mercy of my weakened immune system. But no more! It's time to take a stand, to fight this enemy of mine. I shall fight it at the supermarket; I shall fight it as it falls in my hands; I shall fight it as it pass my lips and teethes; I shall fight it as it's passing my food processors; I shall NEVER surrender (I know it's a lame rip-off of that speech, but it's a good speech)!
There is cinnamon buns on the left; Marabous on the right; in the center sweet delicious "Semlor" with it's sweet bread, fluffy whipped cream and amazing almond paste; everything backed up with rivers of sodas washing over me. My defenses have been eroded and the former strength has disappeared. Long gone is the autumn 07's record high in strength and stamina. All that's left is the immune system. The elite guards of my body ever watchful on intruding bacteria's and viruses, but alas, even they are vaining. Defenses stretched thin and backed up with vaccine to combat endangering threats. Cut expanding polices regarding non-essential food, heighten stimulus's regarding physics, like taking a walk for god sake and also some exercises. I'm gonna die by a heart attack before reaching 40 if this keeps up.
What do you mean I watched the Lord of the Rings and listened to Iron Maiden too much?
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