I can't stop eating

It's bad. It's worse than bad. I am like Mr Creosote.

Last night, I just had to have pizza and potato salad - nothing else would do. So I made some potato salad and ordered an evil Dominoes. Gaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh! And it wasn't even that nice after all, so doubly disappointed.

This morning, I have eaten a packet of pickled onion Monster Munch.

Tomorrow, I am cooking a posh meal for Dave, which will involve much naughtiness on the calorie front.