18/06/1999 - 1:25pm

Its a meladrama : eating the cheesecake. At first, it the despair... so many choices and only so much room in the stomach. Then a happy giddiness as you have orders and its about to arrive. The love... hmmmm, it tastes so good.

Then you get comfortable. Its going to be a long haul. Near the end its fear then hate. "Hate is the path to the Dark Side" - Yoda, Jedi Master. That cheesecake is not going to beat you... it will be devoured. Then a slight respite as you near the last final few mouthfuls. Satisfaction, vengence, contemplation, relief.

You have finished the cheesecake and have conquered the beast. The only thing left is, well, can you walk out of this joint? Oh, and the cheesecake eaters hackers cough as layers of cheesecake peal themselves off the back of your throat.

Oh yeah... hmmm... cheesecake. Its as experience, not just an eating disorder.