Friday, January 24, 2014

3:29 AM

I can't sleep. I've been tossing and turning all night with weird dreams. I wake up almost every hour on the hour.

I don't know why. I ate like the fat ass I am yesterday.
Weighed in at 222.2 about an hour ago. Gross.

I went to the doctor today. With all my clothes, on the fancy doctor scale, I weighed 224. I was mortified.

Also I've been chewing at the inside of my cheek. It's starting to hurt, so maybe I should stop.

What I ate yesterday:
-1 Snickers bar (250)
-1 bag of Fritos (310)
-1 bag of peanut M&Ms (250)
-1 1/2 cups of white rice (309)
-1/2 cup ketchup (134)
-1 yogurt (80)
-1 1/2 cups skim milk (135)

Total: 1468

Holy shit.
That is so much.

I'm going to try to save all my calories for dinner tonight, we're having mac and cheese, which is one of my biggest weaknesses, and also a party, so I have to eat if I don't want to puke... But I don't know if I want to drink that much either. I don't have money for more liquor, and I have maybe a quarter of a bottle of coconut rum left (I like rum and club soda... so good, and the only calories are from the rum), I definitely am not drinking beer, because ugh. Maybe I'll drink my rum, then once I get to the party I'll just smoke. Deal.

1 comment:

  1. "222.2". i just love how there are four 2's in that number.
    four 2'.s that sounds wrong (i wrote wrongs and i'm thinking of 'Prongs' now.)
    "Also I've been chewing at the inside of my cheek. It's starting to hurt, so maybe I should stop." is it bad that when i read this i subconsciously started to chew the inside of my cheek?
    want to know something, Charlie? i ate three times that much yesterday. cries.
    fuuuuuuuuuuuuck. macaroni and cheese is everyone's weakness. THAT SHIT IS ADDICTIVE.
    rum and smoke. this post ended on a good note.

    -Sam Lupin


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