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Oh, I do when the appropriate situation prevents itself. I've yet to find single-serving grape juice at any stores around here, or it would happen more often. When I do a pleasure/consequence analysis of bringing a 32-ounce jug home, though, I usually opt for brownies or something a little more serious. ;)

I feel you. I've gotten that nagging suspicion that people are trying to exclude me based on the type of activity, but then I realize that lots of people actually enjoy that kind of stuff.

That is one of the quotes from Firefly that has always stuck with me. It applies to so many situations.

That's a fine reason to lose weight, but I think calling it "subconscious fat shaming" is a bit of a stretch. I'm a little drugged up right now, so my words aren't working, but.... I feel like that insinuates that they planned those activities specifically because they knew they'd be difficult/impossible for you. I'm

I agree. I'm sure that's true for some, or even a lot, of people, but there are plenty who are just assholes because they can be.

I like to think that I would ignore people like that and do what I need to do, but in reality... I'd go straight home and cry my way through a bowl of brownie batter and never go out again.

I was nervous about joining a gym for that very reason, but I've had ZERO problems. Most people ignore each other, but those who

Indeed. Except at my sister's wedding reception (waffle bar), I haven't had it in over two years. Somehow I survive....

OMG, juice is SO BAD. I remember the day that I realized that (calorie-wise) I'd be better off with a can of Mountain Dew than a glass of grape juice. I was so distraught. I fucking love grape juice.

They do have the packets with the sugar included now, but the original packets still require you do add sugar. At least they did 3 years ago when I was using it.

I don't have anything terribly helpful, but... this is what I've got.

I was in for my annual so that I could get my birth control. I expected it to be brought up, as I am always told that a) birth control is less effective when you're heavy, and b) if/when I do decide to have kids, it will cause problems.

Interesting. As I read ziggy's comments, I realized that I too am often pulled aside. It does only happen when I'm alone.

Damn right. I might have to watch some TNG with my dinner tonight....

I wasn't bitching about the fact that you described it so much as acknowledging the vivid mental picture it created. ;)

I need more of this gif in my life.

I didn't look at the picture, but now I might as well have. :/ Eurgh.

I've never understood the need to post pictures of puppies and kittens in times of stress.

Catfish is the worst. I lived with a catfisherman for four years and I really don't know how I made it out alive. They live in mud, and so they taste like mud. Eh.

What the hell is there to eat after that? (Also, people who salt before they taste are going to a very special hell.)

My grandma ate a safety pin when she was a baby, and she has a WICKED scar from where they went into her stomach to remove it. That shit is no joke. Did you do that often?

If you think Hershey's chocolate is waxy, you'll probably find Nutella to be waxy. I love it anyway, though.