Atkins driving me crazy

Ugh, Tina's Atkins diet is driving me crazy. We can never order take-out together, and she can never eat anything that I cook. Plus, left to her own devices she eats the grossest crap imaginable. Yesterday for dinner she had Kraft singles wrapped around these pork sausages that she microwaved. I actually had to go to my room while she was sitting there smacking and chewing and watching The Bachelor.

Haven't talked to Beef in a while. I have this awful feeling that I might never hear from him again unless I make the first move, but then again maybe he's building a "Beef and Molly" website with a JavaScript rollover of his head that says "will you take me back"?