8 March

I'm feeling a huge disconnect with many people I know. I thought I always lived in my mind, but I think that was art school taking over. I can't understand how people live in their minds anymore, and being a walking studio installation is not cool. I guess I'm bitter. I guess this depression thing is hitting me harder than I wanted to let it. I find myself finding solace in more down to Earth people.

 I no longer know who I am and I feel like the ghost of a total stranger. 

Cat watch:2011

Luckily for me, the assholes who stole my cat still put pictures of him up on Facebook. He grew up to be so handsome. I miss this little beeb. He was my first pet with hair. I loved him so much.

Bagheera, he'll be 2 this year!


Luckily though, Mulder is a perfect fit for our family, and he never ceases to amaze.

Mulder, sleeping.



I want to clear this up.

I don’t hate anyone. Some people annoy the living hell out of me, but I really don’t hate anyone. I especially don’t hate anyone for their beliefs on alcohol/food. That being said, I’m sure people are wondering why I get so angry at straight edge people, especially the ones in Indiana. Let’s face it, lots of people in Indiana are bored. (I get bored, and I look up ridiculous things that people say on tumblr.) It happens all the time. I went to Mark’s show last night, and there were tons of self-righteous vegan straight edge posi core, etc smelly dudes there. 

As a nutritionist, I didn’t say that the 40s of Mexican pop they were drinking are pretty much as bad as alcohol, because I DON’T CARE WHAT OTHER PEOPLE IMBIBE. I don’t tell anyone to drink or to eat meat, because I don’t care. Eat what you want, take what you want. The finish line of life is a casket, and eating processed fake meat all the time is probably just as bad as eating red meat.* (*Since there are no peer-reviewed studies on this, do not take this as a claim.) 

It’s almost always straight-edge guys who need to pull off to the side of the pretentiousness turnpike. All the SXE girls I know are fantastic. And we can hang out, and I can drink, and they don’t and we just have good times. Maybe that’s because guys really do end up needing more attention than girls, I don’t know. 

So, in conclusion, I just don’t like people in my face telling me what to do. You can be a Skittle-arian for all I care, just be cool.

Fakies

When people say that they don't know you, it is often a cover up that you called them out on being a complete retard/faker/loser, especially when you've known them for years.

I ate Yats for breakfast today.

I think the Suicide Girls should all explode. Smutty crap.

Making secret KP guacamole for work.

I'm useless, but not for long

6 February

I lost eleven pounds. I feel a lot better about myself. Still going to keep working on my goal. Now I just need to get my seasonal affective disorder in check. And stop drinking Haterade...my God, the Haterade.

31 January

Star Wars Thinspiration

So I realize that daily meal blogging is pretty much dead. I had the flu for six days, and lost seven pounds. "I'm just one stomach flu away from my goal weight"- DWP. I'm actually many stomach flus away from my goal weight. I didn't have a stomach flu, because that's a misnomer, but I had such a high fever I was hallucinating.

Late on Updates

Daily Thinspirration

I've been super sucking on the updates. I will get them up as soon as possible, probably this weekend. I need to start on Weight Watchers to get that sweet app on my phone with the giant database.

I've gone out twice with Mark this week, and each time, I've only eaten HALF my portion. I see this as a huge step since I feel like my stomach is shrinking.

In other good news, Mulder 'Mr. Paws' Jinglebottom is getting neutered on Friday. Hopefully, he will calm down. I can't wait to see him with a cone on his head.

We've become really good friends with this kid Josh, and I'm glad Mark has someone to EXTREME video game geek out with. Still bests with Ash and Aub.

Life is good, chitlins.