SO drunk

I am SO drunk. I ate SO much pasta as a result. Boooo! BOOOO! I can't function like this!!!

I have an Eating Problem

(she says as she sits there, typing away while crunching on Cheetos...)
I can't understand how one week, I'll be perfectly content to starve myself, and then the next, I'll be stuffing my face with cheetos, McDonald's, ice cream....ANYTHING that's high in calories.


Monday, the diet starts again.

::sigh:: I am disgusting.

The Other End of the Spectrum

I am definitely in full swing on the other end of the spectrum--eating OUT OF CONTROL.

Disgusting.

I will get back in line on Monday. (Repeats to self. Repetitively.)

New Job

New Job is DEFINITELY going to keep me on track.  Now the only dilemma is the McDonald's, ever so close to my gym.

I don't understand why, but working out makes me RAVENOUSLY hungry--like, "can't stop eating" hungry.  So it will be a new challenge to learn to avoid that particular temptation.  Besides, one can only eat a cheeseburger so many times before it gets old, right?

Fat Ass Fridays has a better ring to it...

...than "Fat Ass Weekends," which is the reality in which I've been living.

Fortunately, I've got a new job that will hopefully keep me from eating too much. Yay! Money AND fewer calories!

We'll see how this week turns out.

Proceed With Caution

I'm trying to decide how to proceed, in the face of a week of binging (though my therapist didn't agree with me that it was binging...whatever.)

I'm pretty sick right now--managed to catch some sort of mild cold, so it's not TOO nasty, but it IS making my life miserable.


I just don't know what to do.

I don't WANT to eat, but I already feel so miserable.  Maybe I'll try sticking to liquids again today, with the knowledge that if I slip up a little, I will NOT give myself leave to slip up a lot. And I will avoid ice cream at all costs today. I just keep messing up and messing up, and it's not helping me one tiny bit, no no no...

urgh...

THINK before you EAT!
So, my boss buys us lunch on Thursdays, which I've gotten around by ordering the smallest salads possible in the past. But today--I don't know WHAT possessed me--I ordered pasta, thinking I would eat a BITE and save the rest for...later or something. But I *ate it all*. And I can't purge because I'm at work, in public. GAH! I don't know what's WRONG with me lately! If I'd been thinking, I would have realized that I would eat it all given the opportunity, binging spree that I'm on, and I would have gone for the salad again. Oh, Lord. I feel so disgusting! I'm so mad at myself. And this was supposed to be my GOOD day! I hate myself so much right now, fat, disgusting pig. I can feeeeeel the fat bouncing on me.
Next time, I'll do better. And I'm hitting the gym hardcore tomorrow. Lord above...