I just ate the fuck out of some Shake Shack. Burger, cheese fries, and a chocolate shake.

Now I feel like my stomach is going to explode, but I don’t even give a fuck right now to be honest.

Luckily, the plan for tonight is to eat something healthy that we cook at home. A quiet Thursday evening at home with just the husband sounds fucking perfect right now.

And I could maybe go for a stroll around the neighborhood with Bizzy B, as long as the weather cooperates.