Really, really tired. I am going to bathe like a motherfucker. And poo. Where are the pictures? Where are they? My blog is boring. Sad face.
Monday and Tuesday are my days off and I will broke. Which sucks because I want to hang out with Miss QueenPinkDiamond. And Dexter. Oh, man. What is a vegan girl to do?
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Sunday, February 17, 2013
More Awake Than I've Been
Gonna read that blog I like. And I forgot the name so that might cause problems. I will get back to that.
Where are the pictures?
I lost 7 lbs. Counting calories. Hells yeah. I'm 5'3" so this is a healthy BMI. Don't worry. Now it does kinda suck eating less, but that's what made me get heavier in the first place. I still eat whatever I want just smaller portions. Anyway, that makes sense.
Exercise includes putting on my waist trimmer and 10 lb. leg weights and waddling down to Starbucks or TJ Maxx since it's all the way on 4th street. Well, I'm going to have to add more later. I also quit coffee for a week and a half.
Where are the pictures?
I lost 7 lbs. Counting calories. Hells yeah. I'm 5'3" so this is a healthy BMI. Don't worry. Now it does kinda suck eating less, but that's what made me get heavier in the first place. I still eat whatever I want just smaller portions. Anyway, that makes sense.
Exercise includes putting on my waist trimmer and 10 lb. leg weights and waddling down to Starbucks or TJ Maxx since it's all the way on 4th street. Well, I'm going to have to add more later. I also quit coffee for a week and a half.
Friday, February 8, 2013
Who Feels Like Scheisse?
I do. I have acquired the stomach flu. And I don't remember this flu as a child. I do remember sprite and chicken noodle soup. Two things I would not think of ingesting at this moment or maybe ever.
I am also at King Spa. Rice in german is rice. Danny is working and sauna-ing.
It is extremely hard to think right now.
I might spew. Not really. I want to hop on a train to Chicago even though I would be in pain. So the plan is to get better today and hit the town tomorrow. He's about to go into the Fire Sudatorium. Wait. I forgot I saw a typo on something. I will be right back.
Did not know that "pantie" was spelled that way. I thought it was with a "y".
The Fire Sudatorium supposedly helps cure cancer and repairs reproductive organs. As soon as Bakersfield comes out to watch our shit I'm going in to get FERTILE people.
I am going to be published hopefully in Abservd magazine. It's local in Cincinnati. I'm not published yet in there so I better not get too excited. I'm going to submit a story to The New Yorker next.
I need to be editing that story right now.
On to another problem: I need to go back to school in the fall and hurry up and graduate. I want to do Physics, but maybe I need to get real with myself. The only other thing I would go to school for is writing or art. So I guess I would do writing, but I don't know if I have to shell out more money to become a writer. I can just write. One of the reasons I stuck with it as a kid was because all you need is a writing utensil (maybe eyeliner or lipstick in a pinch) and something to write on, be it a napkin or cardboard box.
Seriously, I can't do anything right now. With this flu. I asked off work for four days and wind up getting the flu. Nice.
And now my brain hurts. Somebody is getting stabbed (by me). Rush Hour 3 is playing in the theater.
Now I am fertile. Yes. Am pouring water down my throat hole. Blueberry just got a juice that has yogurt in it. Gross.
I am also at King Spa. Rice in german is rice. Danny is working and sauna-ing.
It is extremely hard to think right now.
I might spew. Not really. I want to hop on a train to Chicago even though I would be in pain. So the plan is to get better today and hit the town tomorrow. He's about to go into the Fire Sudatorium. Wait. I forgot I saw a typo on something. I will be right back.
Did not know that "pantie" was spelled that way. I thought it was with a "y".
The Fire Sudatorium supposedly helps cure cancer and repairs reproductive organs. As soon as Bakersfield comes out to watch our shit I'm going in to get FERTILE people.
I am going to be published hopefully in Abservd magazine. It's local in Cincinnati. I'm not published yet in there so I better not get too excited. I'm going to submit a story to The New Yorker next.
I need to be editing that story right now.
On to another problem: I need to go back to school in the fall and hurry up and graduate. I want to do Physics, but maybe I need to get real with myself. The only other thing I would go to school for is writing or art. So I guess I would do writing, but I don't know if I have to shell out more money to become a writer. I can just write. One of the reasons I stuck with it as a kid was because all you need is a writing utensil (maybe eyeliner or lipstick in a pinch) and something to write on, be it a napkin or cardboard box.
Seriously, I can't do anything right now. With this flu. I asked off work for four days and wind up getting the flu. Nice.
And now my brain hurts. Somebody is getting stabbed (by me). Rush Hour 3 is playing in the theater.
Now I am fertile. Yes. Am pouring water down my throat hole. Blueberry just got a juice that has yogurt in it. Gross.
Monday, February 4, 2013
Binge-Viewing
Day One without TV. I worked til 4:30 so the first half of the day is no problem. I will curb web surfing to 15 minutes. I am going with Bakersfield to Fedex if we can make it there in the snow. Chicago trip is Thursday. Yay!
I am going to detox my butt off except for coffee. Because last time I had a huge headache. And I was grouchy. So my detoxing body will have to work around that shit.
I'm already thinking about ghosts.
I plan to work on my screenplay while I'm there. I really want to trim my cuticles right now.
Ghosts are not in my screenplay actually. I was going to juice but I think I will blend the shit out my final ingredients except the beets. The tomatoes I am insure of. Maybe if it were a v8. Hmm. Anyway...
I need to pick up the Ouija board from Danny's and put it in my room. For vibes.
I am going to detox my butt off except for coffee. Because last time I had a huge headache. And I was grouchy. So my detoxing body will have to work around that shit.
I'm already thinking about ghosts.
I plan to work on my screenplay while I'm there. I really want to trim my cuticles right now.
Ghosts are not in my screenplay actually. I was going to juice but I think I will blend the shit out my final ingredients except the beets. The tomatoes I am insure of. Maybe if it were a v8. Hmm. Anyway...
I need to pick up the Ouija board from Danny's and put it in my room. For vibes.
Friday, January 25, 2013
I Just Want To Watch X-Files
Bummed out. But I gotta make that money. 24 more minutes until store closing. I have a kombucha. And I am thinking of healthy things to fill my body with.
4 cups of coffee...100
Half a bag of
Gardein's Mandarin
Orange Chicken...320
Veggies(steamed)..50
Rice (brown).....110
Potstickers........500
Temptress....500
Pot Salad.....350
Bowl of Soup...250
kombucha...60
garlic bread..100
Total is.....2340
aaaaaHH!!!!!
Like beet and apple juice. Kombucha. Home-made kombucha. Beet kvass. Coconut water. Lots of raw fruits and veggies. Salads. Salads. Salads. Green Smoothies. Green Juices. Blue-green algae. And more.
4 cups of coffee...100
Half a bag of
Gardein's Mandarin
Orange Chicken...320
Veggies(steamed)..50
Rice (brown).....110
Potstickers........500
Temptress....500
Pot Salad.....350
Bowl of Soup...250
kombucha...60
garlic bread..100
Total is.....2340
aaaaaHH!!!!!
Like beet and apple juice. Kombucha. Home-made kombucha. Beet kvass. Coconut water. Lots of raw fruits and veggies. Salads. Salads. Salads. Green Smoothies. Green Juices. Blue-green algae. And more.
Saturday, January 19, 2013
FML and EEL
That means: Fuck My Life and Everyone Else's Life.
I've been too complacent in my life. I just went from server to cashier and now I am upset. 4 more hours.
Just saw a cute baby, but surprise, the mom is fat and ugly. Because that's exactly what I want to do. Get a fat ass and have a husband that looks like a faggot.
But that's...shit I had to ring someone out and totally forgot. Oh, wait. My not-hubby doesn't look like that. I have to pee.
I still have to pee.
I am tired and it is hard today not to go over 1500 cals. I'm at 1329. Which is probably just enough for 2 kombuchas. I might stab someone. I need to sleep in. I love sleeping in. Waking up at 9am is death for me.
I can't keep smiling people. Get a life. 3 hours left. Still have to clean kitchen and I feel like finding stuff to put on order list. Party tonight. Thinking about what to wear. This girl right here is deep!!!
I've been too complacent in my life. I just went from server to cashier and now I am upset. 4 more hours.
Just saw a cute baby, but surprise, the mom is fat and ugly. Because that's exactly what I want to do. Get a fat ass and have a husband that looks like a faggot.
But that's...shit I had to ring someone out and totally forgot. Oh, wait. My not-hubby doesn't look like that. I have to pee.
I still have to pee.
I am tired and it is hard today not to go over 1500 cals. I'm at 1329. Which is probably just enough for 2 kombuchas. I might stab someone. I need to sleep in. I love sleeping in. Waking up at 9am is death for me.
I can't keep smiling people. Get a life. 3 hours left. Still have to clean kitchen and I feel like finding stuff to put on order list. Party tonight. Thinking about what to wear. This girl right here is deep!!!
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
An Unfortunate Woman I Am
So I need to get going on my other blog, OTRVegan. Shit. Soon. Maybe Monday. I really need cuddles. I have already watched four episodes of "Superskinny VS Supersize". I was thinking about why I liked it so much. Here are my reasons:
1. They have accents.
2. I know nothing about English people and their crisps and chips and pork pies (as I am writing this I realize I know nothing about the geography "over-there" either, I know that makes me stupid, oh well).
3. I like Dr. Christian and the faces he makes (like hey fattie, you can't eat all this bad shit, you're gonna fucking die).
4. I love being mortified by the size of obese people.
5. I dream of the next show which would be, "Supersize VS Superskinny" where all the anorexic people became obese and all the obese people became anorexic and Dr. Christian just starts cussing everyone out.
Liz Lovely Cowgirl Cookies are the shit. Vegan cookie dough mashed into a cookie shape. Huge chocolate chips. 840 calories in two cookies. Whoa. I could have four cookies and two kombuchas and end up with 1740 calories. Perfect. Next fad. The Komcookie diet. Yum.
My new healthy endeavor is....calorie counting!!! It's fun and saves me money. Today I had coffee, Rubin, chili, molasses, vitamin, emergen-C, hot wings, ranch, 1 1/2 kombucha, 1/4 cowgirl cookie (I make these last, I'm broke), salad, and that's it.
I must slumber and not text Jared Leto look-a-like even though I want to tell him I love him, but if he doesn't ask me to cuds soon I am blowing up his favorite place, KS CASHED.
1. They have accents.
2. I know nothing about English people and their crisps and chips and pork pies (as I am writing this I realize I know nothing about the geography "over-there" either, I know that makes me stupid, oh well).
3. I like Dr. Christian and the faces he makes (like hey fattie, you can't eat all this bad shit, you're gonna fucking die).
4. I love being mortified by the size of obese people.
5. I dream of the next show which would be, "Supersize VS Superskinny" where all the anorexic people became obese and all the obese people became anorexic and Dr. Christian just starts cussing everyone out.
Liz Lovely Cowgirl Cookies are the shit. Vegan cookie dough mashed into a cookie shape. Huge chocolate chips. 840 calories in two cookies. Whoa. I could have four cookies and two kombuchas and end up with 1740 calories. Perfect. Next fad. The Komcookie diet. Yum.
My new healthy endeavor is....calorie counting!!! It's fun and saves me money. Today I had coffee, Rubin, chili, molasses, vitamin, emergen-C, hot wings, ranch, 1 1/2 kombucha, 1/4 cowgirl cookie (I make these last, I'm broke), salad, and that's it.
I must slumber and not text Jared Leto look-a-like even though I want to tell him I love him, but if he doesn't ask me to cuds soon I am blowing up his favorite place, KS CASHED.
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