You know it's Ramalamadingdong when...

....a whiff of McDonald's is as appealing as the chance of dinner at Per Se. On that note, I totally freaked the other fatties at my Weight Watcher's meeting when I admitted that I'm fasting. Many comments along the lines of "A whole day? Without food? And no eating? And no snacks? And no water?" Yes, yes, yes, and yes. It's called self-control...you should try exercising it some time (or for that matter just exercise). That's right bitches, I can pour out this big glass of haterade because I'm a fattie too. I think I may have also scared some of the Jews. Don't worry my Semitic Sisters--my only Jihad is against cankles. Off to my two mile walk. It's sad that these days I'm panting more than my dog.