My Favorite Sin...

Ah gluttony. My true vice. If there is one sin that will keep me out of the Celestial Kingdom, it is truly this. Lust? We all know what a prude I am. I hardly let guys kiss me, let alone anything else. In fact, the entire cast of Thunder Down Under could be dancing past me in all their shirtless glory and I'd ask them where I could get some pie and nachos. Sloth? Mmmm..perhaps, but I get motivated every now and then. I have a job, go to school. Sloth has not completely taken me. Eh, I forget what the rest of the 7 deadly sins are, because they are obviously not an issue for me. But gluttony, how can I fight this? Last night our department had our monthly dinner at Stack, the new restaurant at the Mirage. Owned by the Light company this "American Steakhouse" has the hip feeling of a night club complete with dim lighting, flawlessly handsome employees and music that is too cool for me to be familiar with. And the food...oh my word. I've never had a dinner quite like that before. The food was as hip as the music. I ate until I could eat no more...and then I had a few more bites. This morning? Oh, I feel wretched. The fact that my cold is evolving into some sort of super cold doesn't help...but mostly I feel weighed down. Weighed down by filet mignon and lobster. Weighed down by the guilt that I consumed more than a million calories in one sitting. Weighed down by the one deadly sin I will never be able to shake. Shake? Did someone say shake? Don't mind if I do. Chocolate please.