It's a universal conspiracy that's keeping me thin!

This was lunch:

Three cups of rice and two dishes: chicken adobo and a beef-and-onions thing whose exact name I don't know.

Decisively demolished.

Afterwards I bought two apples from the fruit stall at the Shopping Center and a bag of corn bits at the Coop.

The rampage continued at dinner, which consisted of two deathly crispy pieces of Chickenjoy (no other product is more aptly named), two cups of rice and a glass of Coke Zero. Annihilated.

Before I went home I bought a McFlurry Oreo to eat on the jeep ride home.

All of which begs the question, why the hell aren't I fat? It's a conspiracy, and I won't stop until I get to the bottom of it.