Days Without Sugar: Media Whore

People told me, “Oh, you’re going to get in the papers!  Or on TV!” I didn’t really think so, but it happened.  Now, I’m suddenly a media whore in print, on TV, and on radio.  I feel like a whore in the worst sense of the word (as opposed to the “rolling in cash and …

Days Without Sugar: Day 118, or, Accountability

I looked at a friend eating a Titan chocolate bar this morning; I would have liked one, too.  A while ago, I decided that (contrary to my instincts) I could deal with, hypothetically, never having another Snickers or Reese Peanut Butter Cup again.  It’s not like losing a finger or an eye, so how big …