I'm downwind from the local Chinese food place and the smell is killing me today. I could go for some boneless ribs, but living gluten-free means ninety-nine percent of Chinese food is off limits and I'm not in the mood for mei fun noodles. Maybe the wind will shift and I'll smell the pizza place instead. Wait . . . dammit.
At least my fried food intake has essentially vanished. I think the only times I've had any in the 4 months or so of this were fries at 5 Guys. My taste buds are ever so pissed at me.
writing: 497 words. Disjointed session as I wasn't feeling so hot. Happy with the word output, given the situation.