Sugar Shock

Well blog readers... It's over. Lent is finally fucking over. And I'm here to tell you that I now know what "too much sugar" officially feels like. I've been having anxiety attacks all goddamned day due to my system not being used to processing refined sugar. It's actually really hilarious if you thing about it.

Sex. Will I run out and gorge myself like I did on so many chocolate eggs? No. I think that I am now officially what is known as "Chaste". OK, I can still smooch and stuff. Because, I'm sorry. Smooching is like water and food. Necessary. But I'm reserving the sex for when I'm sure that I am in a relationship worth getting naked for.

So.
Happy Easter Everybody!

I'm going to go take another xanax and try and calm down.