one meal in

I had a nice breakfast of pineapple, kiwi and blueberries. Ate @ 8:50 a.m....it is now 1:25 p.m. and I haven't had lunch yet.

Had a hard walk from class - it's like my legs are stuck together at the upper thigh, so I am walking uphill even when walking downhill. What a drag. I need this!

45 minutes

OK sonsofbitches, time to go to bed.
When I awake, I will be in the desert (for 45 days.)
Sayanara.

p.s. i am looking forward to this most wondrous journey. so fuck you.
p.p.s. all but 5 cookies lie between a clean bill of health for my cabinets and 'fridge. No problem, tomorrow is trash day, and these cookies have been around since Thursday. Won't bother me at all to "toss my cookies," as it were.

p.p.s. looking forward to two things: a test score, and a professional gig. 'sposed to hear about both on Monday, my first day in the desert.

Last Supper - Beer and Pizza

Here I sit, one soon-to-be-full stomach away from the abyss.

I am about to attempt - scratch that - to begin the "Six Week" program in Dr. Joel Furhman's "Eat To Live" book.

It is vegan, Vegan, VEEEgan, spoken in my best Jan Brady whine.

I hope nobody reads this blog, so I can be completely honest and dishonest, truthful and fabulist. (a writer of fables, a liar - saw the word in a craigslist ad yesterday. someone looking for a corporate "fabulist." Ha. ) I will write my dark and light fantasies as if they are true, and I may write the actual truth as if a lie. You, dear reader, won't know what is real and what is fabulist. (ha)

Tonight I will drink too much and eat pizza to fortify myself for the coming drought.

Mazeltof!