tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272256.post1295957959238949467..comments2007-03-23T08:58:32.134-07:00J.R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164288857857582781jhughson@gmail.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272256.post-37688746576849249012007-01-29T09:21:00.000-08:002007-01-29T09:21:00.000-08:00McDonald's is my self-destructive weapon of choice as well. If I'm really, really stressed I get a Big Mac and a large fry, eat it all even though I usually realize how disgusting it is before I finish, take two Advil, and then fall into a food coma. When I wake up from my nap I feel better. (I don't have to worry about the cholesterol, but I am allergic to half of the stuff in Big Macs that is actually food, so the next day I get hives. Fun!) -- The Other JenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272256.post-48280712493125292732007-01-26T20:31:00.000-08:002007-01-26T20:31:00.000-08:00thaknsJ.R. Hughsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15164288857857582781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272256.post-3215672439135833612007-01-26T20:06:00.000-08:002007-01-26T20:06:00.000-08:00Reasonalbe?Spelling Nazinoreply@blogger.com