I'm up to 151 lbs today! Maybe soon I'll reach my goal weight, of 300 lbs. Or: I need to get my fucking shit together.
So then I come to work today and some asshole has left two boxes of Thin Mint Girl Scout Cookies in the kitchen. They weren't even opened yet. Guess who opened them? MEEEEE! But, I'm still proud of myself: I ate only one, and walked away. I ate nothing else between breakfast and lunch today. My lunch was laden with carbs and oil but whatever. Let's see if I can remain as accomplished through the afternoon!
My addiction is grazing.
I joked about being pissed there were no cookies at the annual HOA meeting last night, but the truth is it was for the best. Shobhit did hope we would win the Regents Diner cake in the raffle -- which we actually won last year -- but thankfully, we didn't. We did go home and make veggie burgers for dinner afterward. Mine was delicious. Dinner wasn't really the issue. The six Oreo Cookies I ate at work were.
The annual meeting actually wasn't as dreadfully boring as they usually are. I mean, it wasn't super exciting either, except clearly on a whim, since he was to be running against no one and just running guaranteed him a spot, Shobhit volunteered for the Board. So, literally within minutes of contemplating it for the first time, he was actually on the Board. So it should be interesting to see how that works out. And we were even out of there within about ninety minutes, maybe less. It was kind of amazing -- maybe just because it was a comparatively slow year, in terms of major things to discuss. It was more just progress updates on things brought up last year, I think.
We made our burgers, poured ourselves some coconut sake we got last month at Costco, and sat down to watch a couple episodes of season three of Roseanne and then Sunday night's episode of Last Week Tonight with John Oliver. We never bothered with the crossword yesterday.
I killed a bit of time yesterday watching a lot of this 41-minute compilation of Stacey Nightmare Vines, which Laney emailed me. I actually told her about Stacey Nightmare at first, and regularly text her tweets about her "sex basement", which are among her most hilarious. I once spent several minutes reading them aloud to Laney in her car. Laney must have Googled her or something and found that YouTube link, in which, much like her overall tweets, a lot of the old Vines are hilarious, and some of them are just like, Huh? What? I love her "sex basement" material; not as big a fan of her rather expansive "diarrhea" repertoire. Among those Vine videos, though, her stuff with Gretchen the Spider are by far my favorite -- those alone make the video worth watching in its entirety, In my opinion.
[posted 12:33 pm]