The movie White Chicks - Personally can’t get enough of how offensive it is to literally everyone

you mean other than jorkin it?
Food. Good god. I’ve been right on the line between obese and overweight for most of my life, but there was a brief period like 5ish years ago where I finally dropped like 30 pounds and got myself looking the way I wanted.

Then I started living on my own, and while that’s been really good for me in a lot of ways… oh boy, I went hog wild. I’ve always enjoyed cooking and baking, but not having to worry about hijacking the kitchen (or anyone stealing the fruits of my labor!) meant I was making all kinds of cookies, brownies, babka, breads, bagels, I’ve made croissants from scratch a couple times… eventually I memorized my brownie recipe and I got into the habit of, several times a week, making a “single serve” brownie by just throwing everything into one little oven safe bowl (sorta like these) and then eating the whole damn thing.

Last week I made enough dough for 3 pizzas, so I did one basically normal, and then inspiration struck. For the second one I made a southern-style gravy and used that instead of tomato sauce, and then the last one turned into a dessert pizza. Made a chocolate sauce out of cacao powder, melted butter, sugar, and honey, and then topped it with shredded coconut. Holy fuck, so easy, so tasty, both fresh out the oven and cold out the fridge. Highly recommend. But anyway I ate all 3 pizzas in 2 days.

Surprisingly enough my weight’s actually been trending downward this month. Maybe if I’m lucky it won’t have to be such a guilty pleasure for too much longer lol

edit, I keep forgetting to take pics of the stuff I make or else I’d post about it, but at least I did take this one of the dessert pizza

A can of Pringle chips

I secretly buy about three or four cans whenever we go grocery shopping. My wife’s unwell so I have to do everything at the grocery store and most times I’m on my own. But in just about every trip I buy the chips and sneak them around the house and eat them myself. I love the stuff and my favorite is BBQ.

Sometimes I feel like some alcoholic sneaking bottles around the house. I have a can in the basement, one in the garage and always one by my desk. I keep track of them all to keep them fresh and renewed.

I have a problem don’t I? … yeah I know … but I love it.

Lidl sells these breaded camembert. You stick them in the oven until their top lifts, then you eat them with red whortleberry jam. Its basically half a kilo of molten cheese and jam, but it’s great

Walking around town with a plug in.

To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of their women!

Either that, or a nice cup of earl grey tea.

I’m a basic bitch: sugar, salt and fat.

Sitting quietly in a room for hours at a time literally doing nothing. I once got curious and just sat in my living room for around 10h straight because I wanted to see what my living room and neighborhood was like at night. Im talking no phone, TV, or anything else just me sitting alone staring off chilling.

Fun fact: I average 3 cars an hour over night in my neighborhood and we aren’t really a busy neighborhood off a couple side streets too. Some of the cars leave then come back a few minutes later. Probably drug dealers or something.

I had a crush with whom I have never talked to but I still fantasize about them time to time creating scenarios in my head which will never happen. It’s not healthy I know but makes me feel good feelings.

Cigars. I only smoke one every month or two, but obviously tobacco isn’t good for you. That acknowledgement aside, I really enjoy them, and have a humidor full of probably $2000 worth of cigars, many aged a couple years.

Watching romantic K-dramas. We start them together with my wife, because I would never choose to watch one alone, after a couple of episodes it usually slows down and she falls asleep for most of the rest of the series, and I watch it alone while she is sleeping on the sofa. Once she wakes up in between or at the end I summarize what she misses for her ^^

Oat milk lattes. I can’t afford my own machine yet, so I have to pay someone else to do it. Dear god I’m poor, but it scratches a tiny itch that nothing else does.

I’m 49 years old and every once in a while I still say “Fuck it…for supper tonight I’m having a giant ass bowl of Lucky Charms cereal”

negative stereotypes about the French

I’ve been on a break for some months now, but weed. It’s the only thing I really like that I feel somewhat guilty about doing. As much as others might disagree, I don’t feel guilty for enjoying frozen pizza and cheap kebabs, or listening to girly 90s pop, or constantly using emojis to better express myself. 🤷