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>>> Day 9 Fatkins bad dinners


Annoyance of the Day:
Listening to:
Feeling:

oW, I just cut my fucking finger on a knife in the kitchen sink. I screamed out loud, I could feel the blade under my skin, now I know what a carrot feels like.

It cut it right on my index finger of my VIOLIN hand, by the nail....owwww.

OWWWWWWWWwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

Okay.

I made "cheeseburger soup" today and it was nasty, I'm not throwing it out because it was expensive to make, it's OK to eat if you doctor it up with some Mrs. Dash and more cheese, but I'm going to freeze it...then I'll probably throw it out lol.

I opted to fry 1/2 a turnip in butter, as if they were potatos, they were okay, remind me never to try that one again too.

So, my dinner had sucked, I'm thinking of making meatballs with a bit of bbq sauce, that's always good, but there are a lot of carbs in them, so maybe I will just ... eat nothing...it seems better than cheese, or meat.

*sniff* my finger still hurts.

Anyway, Atkins must be good like that cause I'm not hungry, but feel like I should be hungry because now it the time I have din din. I'm just at a loss at what I want, so I'll just drink my sugar free kool-aid and look at the tv for a while, or something.

My boss said I can go Thurs. which I was happy about, and said that Mon. if I leave early, that's okay too. I go tomorrow for my gym orientation, Wed. is my first class!

Yikes

I still feel weriod about it, just have to get used to it, I guess. Just like violin class, I just feel scared that I won't be able to keep up, or get too tired. I don't know...I can't wait to see the personal trainer too. I will ignore myself for once. But fuck, why do I feel so hungry right now.

My sis wants to take me to this buffet on this casino boat at home in indiana. It's a beautiful buffet, I've been there before, you sit by windows overlooking lake michigan and Chicago in the background, it makes you realize how close to the city you live. The buffet, is OK, the dessert is the best thing there, which is why I don't want to go, because I would want some major dessert, I would want to stuff myself with the price of what you payfor that buffet, but I know I'm not craving potatos at all, ew. or pizza...maybe some chinese noodles, but other than that, I would be okay in that section, but fuck, cheesecake, hell yeah I would break down, or that million dollar pie, or pecan pie, fuck me! They have a wonderful dessert bar with gourmet desserts, not cheap ass shit, but REAL shit.

*DROOL*

Okay enough of that, if I were to go, I think maybe I'd have a very very very very tiny piece of cheesecake, and just not eat the rest of the day, or something like that.

Ooh I don't want to fuck up already, so I don't want to go there at all, at work today someone brought in german choc. cake with ice cream, I just walked by and said NO thanks. Then I kept looking at it, like damn.... lol

Oh well, enough of this crazy talk. I need to write in my other diary now.



posted by Jennifer @ 7:52 p.m. on 2003-01-06
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