I had a three-way, and now the regret sets in

I'm ashamed to admit it, but I had a three-way on Saturday. I know it may be every girl's dream (okay, many girls' dreams) to have two men at once, but while it was enjoyable at the time, the regret soon set in. I don't know what I'm more ashamed of -- how much I enjoyed it as it was happening, or how much I regret it now.

These are two guys I've known for some time but lost touch with. They're both sweet and desirable, but there is also an evil side to them. They leave you wanting more while hoping you can resist their pull. You too may have fallen under their spell.

You see, these guys are Ben and Jerry, and for me, their weapon is New York Super Fudge Chunk. A whole pint. At one sitting. I don't even remember breathing during the episode. All I knew is I wanted (needed?) ice cream, and I went and got some. Of course I tell myself that I did better in only getting a pint rather than another brand in a half-gallon (or whatever they try to pass off as a half-gallon these days), but the truth is I didn't need it that badly. I certainly wasn't gonna die without it.

And what's worse is that wasn't the worst part of my weekend. It's like I was eating my last supper (I get another fill tomorrow), and I know that soon enough I won't be able to eat a lot of this stuff. So I got thin-crust pepperoni pizza, and last night was Chinese. *sigh*

So today I'm drinking TONS of water and doing liquids because my scale was up 4.5 pounds!! Which is gonna suck because starting tomorrow I'm on liquids for two additional days. But I must punish myself for my failings, lol, and climb back on that wagon.

The only good thing about all of this is that I can't eat much (other than the ice cream). Chinese last night consisted of General Tso's chicken (three large-ish pieces) and four ribs. Oh, and an egg roll. *gulp*

I can definitely tell I'm due for a fill. Gettin' too much down the gullet these days. :(