Food for Thought

My brother W calls and asks what i've been feeding myself. Ha, funny! I just saw that i'm a V and he's a W. No wonder he's always had an edge over me. Cos two v's are better than one.

Funny he should ask, because just a couple of nights ago i ordered pizza and wings, something i hadn't done since JD and i broke up. Come to think of it, i don't think i've ever ordered pizza when i'm alone. I wish it felt more like empowerment. Instead it just gave me gas.