Glistening

I failed to exercise self control. I am glistening now. Not with meat sweats but with meat juices. Gross, yes, but not utterly shameful. After all, you can wash off grease, but you can never rid yourself of having had the Meat Sweats. Although I am trying to foster understanding and a healthy attitude towards them, I must say I am relieved I didn't have them tonight. There's always tomorrow.