On Again Off Again On Again

So… remember a couple of days ago when I said that I fell off the wagon on Friday but was back on the wagon on Saturday?

Well I fell off the wagon on Sunday.

I was home with my step son. We were watching Star Wars movies. There was this big tub of pretzels. I tried to fight them off but I couldn’t, and next thing I know half the tub was in my stomach. I didn’t want to eat them all, I just did. Then later I had a buffalo chicken dinner with 40 tons of french fries from a pizza/sub shop in town. I didn’t want to eat it all, I just did.

It’s over though. It’s Monday now and I am back on the wagon again. I’ve been good today. I will do my best to be good tomorrow. I will not try to continue to be good. As Yoda said, Do or do not, there is no try. I choose to do!

Thank you for the moral support, Yoda! I for one did not think it was ridiculous when you put down your cane and started kicking ass with your miniature light saber. I thought, well they don’t call him Master for nuttin’!

Speaking of ridiculous, go to Google news and search for articles about the new Star Wars Episode VII trailer. The articles themselves aren’t necessarily ridiculous, but the comment sections… Oh. My. God. Wow. Just… Wow.

I’m sorry. I’m feeling a little cynical. I get this way when I really, really need to see a Bruins game and they are playing on the west coast. I mean, really. 10:00pm start times just blow chunks all over the ice.