Dietary Concerns

Week 25.

Salad at last. Nobody be surprised if once I'm born I balk at the suggestion of any of the following: Hawaiian pizza, cheese doodles with lime juice, Elotillos Diana *, Babys Diana*, pound cake or orange soda. I have had enough to last a lifetime. How about some milk, lady? perhaps some fruit?

Conclusion of the day: my mother must be fat. This is worrisome to me for a plethora of reasons, but basically it boils down to this- if she's fat I will probably get fat under her watch as well. Now this is a problem as I aspire to excel in sports and none of these include zumo wrestling. These are the times when I really wish I had access to material on early emancipation. Where is my father when I need him????????


*Her Salvadorean junk food.Think yellow 05 with green 57 and other ingredients banned in the U.S. all mixed with partially hydrogenated oil.Barf.