I am hungry. It is 1:17 AM and I am hungry. This is my normal snack time… and by snack I mean grazing through the overnight as if you couldn’t pack on pounds after midnight!
I am changing an insurance policy which means a blood test which in turn means fasting until morning. They don’t think of guys like me when they say “No food after midnight.”
The secret to all night snacking is variety. A nibble here. A bite there. I try to stay away from anything that was made in a factory. Food shouldn’t come from a factory†. Unfortunately, I am living proof that when eaten in quantity even things that are good for you are bad for you!
Did I mention I’m starving at the moment.
My wife has will power. If you ask her about it she’ll deny it. Those with nothing to deny often do. On the other hand I certifiably have no will power.
Let’s face it. Guys are sluts when it comes to food.
† – The one exception to my anti-factory food stance is pretzels. Pretzels, especially sourdough hard pretzels, were sent to Earth by God himself. Pretzels alone could solve all of humanity’s problems if we just gave them the chance.