The downfall of my existence...SO EMO

There are these times Keith and I decide it's a good idea to go to Martin's at one a.m. to purchase things to eat-- to eat also at one a.m., things like Entenmann's Brownie Bites and so forth... These items and their untimely consumption will be the downfall of my existence. Or, at least, the downfall of my ever-expansive waistline. For the record, no, we are not stoners, or anything of the sort. We are however,  enablers.  We have literally spent twenty minutes at a stretch reading labels of such goods, analyzing the pros and cons of various obviously bad foods, and arguing points that only hold sway amongst ourselves. Totally grandiose crap labored over totally mundane, horrible, nutritionally devoid (and therefore ultimately satisfying at this hour) junk food. I think that we may also have to start a co-dependently based self-help group of two to free ourselves...from ourselves. Susan Powter would really dig this. Stop the insanity!!!

Boy, this is tasty.