baked apples

I'm not one to make resolutions so I won't say this is one but.
I've begun eating healthy, and let me tell you, I love it.
I enjoy all the food I put in my mouth, I eat lots, but not excessively like before.
It's wonderful, fruit tastes so good.
I'm not going to stop eating my favorite foods but I'm definitely toning it down.
There is no need to have 5 poutines and 3 donairs a week.
I was seeing myself develop a double chin, thats when things have to take a step back.
The double chin is actually almost gone and I'm only 5 days in.
Please don't post or talk to me in a 'concerned' manner about this.
I know what I'm doing, and I'm doing it safely.
I just don't want to be over-weight anymore.
This summer is going to be fucking awesome if I can just stick with this.
The New Year's eve party was an amazing thing.
There was all kinds of people here, but the best part was it was everybody I fucking adore.
There wasn't a single person here that I didn't want to be.
It begun nicely and ended fabulously.
Emilie made me this sweet mix with 90's jams on it, it played on repeat many a times.
That cd sums up the past 2 weeks.
Baked apples and sweet potatoes are delicious.
Twirling and dancing in the rain is my favorite.
A friend of mine and I recorded 4 of the funniest songs ever.
It's your old favorite hits with a new twist.
As soon as I get them from him, I'll post them.
What a ridiculous night that was.
I'm definitely feeling in now though.
I got 20 minutes of sleep last night and then went to work drunk.
It was good and bad at the same time.
I actually did all my work harder and faster and better than any other time.
I started feeling like a pile of shit real fast though.
But once I started relaxing at a friend's house I felt it.
The dreaded cold coming to get me.
I can feel in the back of my tongue and throat.
The just about to be sick, the when you wake you'll want to die sick.
I'm pretty pumped.
These vibes man, they make my heart, my belly, my head hurt.
I hope the air clears.