It's the Japanese Porn Star diet. I can only eat paper, but I can eat all the paper I want

After reading this article on 10 Fad Diets To Never Try it made me think about how much time we (as in girls mostly, I guess...or gays as well) spend in our lifetime obsessing over food. Whether it be about eating too much, too little, what to eat, when to eat it, how many calories/fat grams/carbs and so on, it's enough to takeover a huge chunk (no pun intended) of anyone's time. For example, my life would be easier if I liked salad (everyone's argument- lettuce has no taste, which is my point exactly) or if I liked vegetables (I have a reputation for not liking green things even though one of the few veggies I like is indeed green beans and it's also my favorite color). So I'm left to my own devices to live off a diet that includes a melody of carbs and meat. I like fruit so I guess that's good, but I love things that are bad for me and thus my lifelong dilemma. No matter how little/healthy I eat or how much I work out I will never reach a day where I can say "I'm done, no more worrying about this." It just goes on and on and on. Never. Ending. But what are you gonna do? Anorexia isn't for me, I like food and I could never give it up. Bulemia, no thank you, it's gross and frankly pretty wasteful. Same goes for laxatives. Obesity, I'll consider it, but like the pact I made with my roommate, only when we both give up on life completely. It's funny that it took me a moment to even just consider eating in moderation as an option. And by funny, I mean sad. So I guess I'm lucky that I don't tend to try the fad diets or the eating disorders. Instead I will just continue to wake up every morning already thinking of what I want for lunch and spend my lunch times eating a sandwich and fruit when all I want is to gorge on pizza and fries. It's called tough choices people, and sadly I have to make them on a daily basis.