OK I do not usually eat fake crap. I loathe it. However, lately I have been losing a lot of weight and whenever that happens I tend to feel ridiculously hungry and need to constantly shove some kind of food in my face.
Not wanting to actually eat the world, I turned to mini protein bars that were gluten-free and low GI. It seemed to be a good solution. Until I tried Atkins bars - the decadence range, which is actually a lot more like eating candy than some strange amalgamation of soy products and cocoa, are something I discovered in the supermarket last week. I was curious and so I bought two different kinds to try.
They are damn tasty - and not as sweet as candy, and I hate candy because I hate sweet stuff, but this was just the kind of thing I could manage to eat. I ate both of the little bars in rapid succession, and felt amazingly contented at my discovery of the most strangely tasty weird thing ever. Anti-candy. How droll.
Four hours later, I was glued to the can with the evil vengeance of modified carbohydrate-based low GI sweeteners. Mmmm, tasty AND slimming. I am now afraid of Atkins bars. However, if ever a person needed to regulate their downstairs motility, I would say this is the most pleasant way to go. Slow, sure, and terribly effective.
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I never have time to do anything but I do lots of stuff. Sometimes I do so much stuff that I think my head is about to pop off with all the lunacy, and I expect this blog will probably be a place where the weirdo dross from my noggin will fart out.
