Be still, my heart

Yesterday I went to a swanky Japanese restaurant with a friend. Well not swanky. Swanky in the sense that I probably shouldn't be going there for lunch, seeing the kind of budget I'm on.

Anyway!

It was the kind of restaurant which offers nibbly Japanese stuff with beer you buy (of course, for a price). And on that list was deep fried chicken skin. Like below.

T-T

If you know me, my weaknesses are fried chicken, and laziness. A friend of mine called me a closeted African American...but let's not go there.

I bought it. For $4, I got 8 pieces of deep fried chicken thigh skin. Lightly salted.

T_________________T so good. For the record I think I only ate 5. My friend at the other 3.

When I went back to work, I could feel myself getting slightly jittery. Then my heart started hurting a bit.

I think this would be a very good habit to curb, my eating habit. Not because I'll put on weight (my family's genes keep my figure very very constant!), or get pimples, but because it could be the beginning of my end.

T-T darn you fatty food. WHY DO YOU TASTE SO GOOD.

**edit**

I was looking for a picture of deep fried chicken skins, and I came upon this: a KFC burger, the filling being 5 layers of chicken skin, with cheese....and topped with bacon. My heart skips beats just looking at that photo.

**edit number 2**

I have to go back. T_____T omnomnomnomnomnom.

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On another note, here's a spoof of the Inception trailer, a cappella style :D. I burst out laughing everytime I see it. Click below!

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