There's just no reason there....

No common sense kinda reason at least..

For the second night in a row, IR got home later than usual and carrying a Bag-O-Doom from McDonalds. (Both bags contained double quarter pounders, xtra large fries and drink)

His reasoning for it being "okay" to eat that slop?


"At least I worked out."


You may ask what it is about this that grates on my nerves so badly.....


It's that it's just another thing in a looooooong list of things that he chooses to do half-assed. In fact, the list isn't just long, it's complete. It's everything. The only thing, the ONE thing that he takes to completion..... Is eating.

That's it.

There is nothing else.

Even his "Faith" is greatly flawed. He talks as if his every waking moment is devoted to God, to pleasing Him and being a faithful servant to the Great, Glorious and Almighty Father.

But he only acts it when it suits him. He skips about every other church day, has forsaken his bible study group (found out that's what Tuesdays were all about), and spends most of his free time playing superhero in a video game. (Besides eating)

It can be quite maddening....