More...food

Okay its like I can't stray a few feet away without something popping in my mind that I just half to share with you.

My mom made breakfast. I knew she was up to something when I saw her rearranging her new set of pots and pans that we got to her for Xmas.

So me like a dumbell thinking that it would be safe to leave my room no electricity and all and the genorator can only light up so much. Blah

Well here she is now setting plates and spooning fatty Bacon and portoguese sausage on plates and whipping up eggs with cheese and other things to put in it.

Besides the fact that I'm Really not a meat eater. I try to stay away from the tempting smells which only seems to make me more hungry.

Even with a paranoid stanama I put a blanket under the door to my room to block out the smell. Which has now been trapped in my room because my windows are closed and its bloody windy. So I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place right now.

I can hear my mom calling me to the table. But eating and the thought of eating or over eating is making me turn a deft ear. If need be to make it less susspicous to them ill pick at something small. As for right now I'm huddled in my room starring at the left overs of my Quaker snack. I'm not so sure if I lost my appetite or if I'm going to loose control of it.

Its so hard to follow what I need to do or fallow what I can't allow myself to do.

Why does it all half to look so damned pretty and tempting I mean as a admirer of art. It just looks so pretty. BUT I CANT EAT IT!!!!

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