Okay, so I didn't kill a stranger, but just like the song, I knew I done something wrong. On Sunday afternoon, I started to get a migraine that stayed with me for the next two days. I didn't eat much (this didn't help) and tried to stay hydrated (with herbal iced tea). Last night (Monday), I was finally hungry at 9:30 pm. What was I hungry for?
Was it emotional eating? No. It was apathetic eating. It was there. It was easy. It was something I didn't have to cook. And it was the first time in 24-hours that I had felt hungry for something specific (the fries). I rationalized it as "well I haven't eaten anything (other than a few 20-calorie Wasa crackers) all day."
But, I realized that the same reasons for my eating this pile of crap was the same reason why people intentionally eat this stuff more than I do (this is the first time I've had fast food in 2011): it's cheap, it's there, it's easy, it's fast.
It's also really wrong. I know better.
I could have just as easily gone across the street (to Safeway) and got myself a premade sandwich.
And so while the title is "I hung my head" -- I'm really not. I'm going to move forward, acknowledge my misstep, and get back on track.
....but man, those fries were tasty.