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The Ultimate Test of Courage

Okay. I'm putting myself to the ultimate test.

You see, I am a big fan of ice cream. I absolutely LOVE it. My family is stocked with ice cream for whenever the urge [or need] arrises for a nice bowl of [my favorite] chocolate chip cookie dough. When you live in a house with a dude who really likes ice cream and 4 other women, it's bound to disappear pretty fast. Most of the time, it's me though. XD

So I've decided to test myself. . . to see how long I can go without ice cream. Yeah, I know that since you can't watch me every second of the day that there is no way to tell if I cheat--but don't worry. It' s just an internet counter. I wouldn't stoop low enough to fool it.

So on your right there is my little counter thinger...we'll see how long I can go [since I just had my last bowl tonight].

Nothing new to report...I'm working hard on studying for my finals and more than EVER ready to get out of school...and the good news is, I may be getting a job this summer! Yaaay!

I promise to fill ya in when I get the deets.

Comments

Alex said…
ooooh yeahi couldnt do it. no way.
May 30, 2007 at 11:43:00 PM EDT
SalGal said…
Ok, well when you finally do break down and eat the ice cream, don't go for dryer's LOADED ice cream. Because it's not. LIARS!!! SACRELIGIOUS ICE CREAM LIARS!!! Plus, the ice cream is more like mousse (air-infused) than actual solid product.
June 1, 2007 at 11:09:00 AM EDT
Emma said…
ICE CREAM! I really, really, really don't think I could go without it. I've been slightly dieting lately so I haven't had it in a good...oh, two days. But that was just a one-off, I swear!
June 2, 2007 at 12:26:00 AM EDT
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