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Things which would be great...

... if they were true!

Sat watching Fame Academy last night, I had a sudden realisation: not about Fame Academy; though I did realise that I had watched about five hours of it on Interactive in the preceding twenty four hours. No, my realisation was that somehow I had come to believe that the fairtrade chocolate I was choffing had less calories than normal chocolate! How very bizarre!

By the same measure that should mean that its also true that: broken biscuits leak calories, I am a size 12 in ethically made clothing, eating chocolate after going to the gym doesn't count (if in the first four hours after exercise). And, Mister Right always rides up to your front door on a white horse.

I amaze myself at how self deluded I can be!

Comments

Karen said…
I'd rather keep the man or the chocolate!
rach said…
It's also true that...

- if you dunk your biscuits in tea or coffee you drown the calories

- if you eat someone else's chips, the calories count for them not you

- going shopping in another country doesn't cost you anything because you don't spend any pounds.

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